I Do Not Come with Empty Hands
I do not come with empty hands. No, my hands were never empty…
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Seeking Truth, Beauty, and Joy
Poetry
The Thundering of Chariots
Behold, the Lord above our tempest-torn earth! He is Master above it all.
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The Curiousest Seesaw of them All
A new poem by Benjamin Plunkett.
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The Sea of Light
“Our sights are on the Light”
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She’s Going to Dance
In honor of and inspired by Shawna Scarborough.
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Where I Will Throw Sticks and Rocks in the Waves
I go, then,to enjoy one of those under-the-evening-out-of-the-exhausted-daylight-hours moments. Here is a freshly laid table ofhalf-eaten desserts and nameless cups
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I Don’t Know Your Face
I don’t know your face.
I know the shape of it…
The Progression
The progressing nature of the path of life
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He Lies Laying
Our winter stars shine in adorned
worship when heaven on earth
lies laying
The Lines of Our Joy
the happy days,
the mellow ways
the lays, the lines
streaming the tree of time