Tag Archives: Isaiah 55
I see
Freeze. Frost. Cold and crystalline. The remaining blooms have fallen over with blackened flesh and depleted energy stores. Leaves have drifted down and others remain, clinging to their life source for a few more weeks. My steps are no longer crunchy, the … Continue reading
White as snow
10 As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the … Continue reading











