The blackest of nights
Were never quite so dark
As to extinguish
The stars.
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 6:02 PM UTC
Though darkness surrounds
Me and threatens to drown
I'm not overcome.
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
Viola
Genuine Quick-witted
Island, Italy, Illyria
Shipwrecked, cross dresses as Cesario
Disguised, becomes Duke's loyal page
Viola loves Duke, Duke loves Olivia,
Olivia loves Cesario, but Cesario is Viola!
Sebastian, Viola's brother, survived the shipwreck, too!
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
I love you as you are
Not as you ought to be.
I'm imperfect too,
As you will see.
The weight of mistakes
And brokenness
Is too much for one
Alone to bear
So Christ sends us friends,
And confidants,
With His Love to share.
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
Is a friend of mine
A wild streak, a thinker
A noble goof-ball
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
Skype calls and phone calls
never do the heart justice
in long-distance love.
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 10:47 PM UTC
Of what do you write
If not of man's greatest hope:
That is, namely, love.
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
I spied you in the library
Laying on the glossy wooden floor
Surrounded by a sea of dusty old books.
Your rough hands gently leafed through the delicate pages
Of her most admired novel.
Worn down edges and dog-eared pages
Betrayed the love she and the little book shared.
Laying there, a tender smile crept up and the sorrow in your eyes disappeared as you discovered the blotchy black stain on the back corner,
Remembering your clumsiness in years past
And her quick temper and dismay
At seeing her little, loved book in such disarray.
Your eager eyes somberly read her little discoveries, her quiet conversations with Wisdom
That she penned down in the margins.
Here, in this moment, she seemed close.
The truth seemed to fade away
And here in this moment
Little Lottie was curled up in the library nook,
Quietly reading her most admired novel.
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
You are not the scars on your wrist.
You are not the mistakes of your past.
You are not the fear in your mind,
The hurt in your heart,
The regrets of your actions.
You are irreplaceable, irrepeatable,
Treasured,
Priceless,
And a gift to this world and to me.
Your smile brings light,
Your laughter brings hope,
And your life
Is worthwhile.
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
As light banishes
the dark, so Humility
defeats all our pride.
Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC