Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much