Forgiveness.
Forgiveness The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I need help? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin. I told him somethings in… Continue reading
Forgiveness The man at the booth with the bible. Asked me do I need help? His eyes penetrated me like he could see me drowning in sin. I told him somethings in… Continue reading
What is real? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Many questions are asked. Few people can speak the truth. Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is… Continue reading