The sun rises, and so morning has a way of forgiving yesterday.

Sometimes, love burns too brightly to be held in the palm.

It's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me That ends up getting wet

Even prophets lay down under trees. Even heroes get tired.

Oh! Delilah... if only you had truly loved him.

I walked to talk, and talked to feel—God met me in both.

Trust that the Judge of all the earth will do what is right.

Sweet Princes pray for dreams worth remembering, but sometimes the dark of consciousness chases the ether.

Help me.

A reflection on loyalty