Poems from InkInTheCalligraphy
When I was youngerand saw golden sunlight through the clouds,I used to think it was a gateway to heaven. Back then I thoughtIt was how...
The world needs this good newsOf the baby in the mangerOf the man who washed feetOf the Son, a Savior for the stranger
I see him in the...
You’re gone.
My brain doesn’t know how to tell my soul
There’s an absence of connection.
There’s a numbness..
An invisible wall that’s...
I could sit in a room full of peopleWho don't even know meAnd almost collapse, thinking they all hate me.I could sit in a room full of...
I shouldn't miss you like I do
I shouldn't wish you were here.
not at a midnight hour, or when a golden sun beam is hitting my eyes.
I...