The City of the Heart
With the Key that is the Word of God been fashioned solely for to open doors, unlock the looming gates of City Walls, those hearts of men...
With my eyes and heart and hands
Many brilliant men and women died for their genius. I look inside my heart and I see a boy, the first of tears in his eyes, the first...
Exodus of the Ancient Heart
I’ve seen the water banks holding the black ripples under the moon and the withered trees clinging to their cracking, yellow leaves. Now,...