Sweet Sadness

Loving someone is both sacred and vile. Vile because it, the thing we cannot name, becomes something that binds us in light and darkness; surely will grow or change while it creeps into some dark, rusty, abandoned place, through circumstance, non-believing, or some other form of organic drizzling. Like a remnant memory from one of…

All That You Know

What you feel inside is knowledge. Your body knows. Your heart knows. Your mind knows. Let all that you know become part of your faith.