May 2017
we've pushed the gates of time a little tighter than they were
we've built our marble houses up on mountains made of words
as snow begins to melt, expose the fire of our tongues
there's nothing left to ruin, sow your silence back to Love
no not the kind that's fleeting, adding wrinkles to your skin
but One much lesser heavy than this cage of bone we're in
we've built our marble houses up on mountains made of words
as snow begins to melt, expose the fire of our tongues
there's nothing left to ruin, sow your silence back to Love
no not the kind that's fleeting, adding wrinkles to your skin
but One much lesser heavy than this cage of bone we're in
Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening? Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both salt water and fresh.”
James 3:10-12 NKJV
James 3:10-12 NKJV
