Seeing through the eyes of others

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…and theirs. I write personal, I write upon request and not limited to one area, genre, or style

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  • People, yeah!

    There are always going to be people who misunderstand you. Some, no matter how carefully you live or how honestly you try to explain yourself will meet you with disdain.There will be criticism, judgment, hurtful words, and sometimes rumors that have no business being created or repeated. Yes, it is natural to want to set… Read more

  • Death

    One day, you’ll draw your last breath, and the wind will still comb through the grass, and morning will break over the fields.Coffee will warm in somebody’s hands. The road will keep unspooling toward the horizon like it never knew your name Those messages you stared at until midnight, those people who left without looking… Read more

  • Salty not Sweet

    If ocean water were sweet, we’d have it in coolers and convenience stores, slapped with a logo and lined up on a shelf like other products.But the ocean isn’t sweet. It’s salty, stubborn, and hard to swallow.That salt works like a quiet kind of resistance.It keeps the ocean inconvenient for what we want right now,… Read more

  • No Apocrypha.. No

    I do not see a convincing reason to accept the Apocrypha as inspired Scripture or as part of the biblical canon. From my perspective, Sola Scriptura means that the final authority for faith and doctrine belongs to the God breathed books of Scripture alone, not to religious writings that have long been disputed among both… Read more

  • Say no to a flower trug

    If a structural engineer says a bridge is “on the verge of collapse,” he’s not being poetic, he’s compressing a complex reality into a vivid warning meant to provoke action.“Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God” isn’t a rant or rage, it’s a strategic, pastoral shock.Most in 2026 are afraid of that today because… Read more

  • before thy, we do…

    She wore it, very literally, and as it draped at her throat, and pressed to her chest: It listened It learned the very beat of her heart, the count between breaths and the exhales of firmness It has become one with her very being, and as it changes hands and ownership it carries the echo… Read more

  • Grace 444

    The light settles low over the grass, warm as a hand laid easy on a tired shoulder Wind moves through the field in a slow, plain way, carrying the scent of dust, wild bloom, and summer heat She lies still as if the earth itself has made room for her rest Nothing asks for hurry… Read more

  • With but one…

    Here I sit, whole yet broken. I once could fly, I once could soar,I once could reach heights unknown.I once could do so much more than now but with one wing left, I am hurt; I am alone. I can breathe, I can see, I can speak, and I can hear, yet I cannot reach… Read more

  • Elated Amazement

    I’ve never in my life seen such beauty,such perfect harmony in creation,and I am absolutely amazed. I am astounded, ecstatic, elated,and I cannot even find the words. There is no vocabulary enough for me to saywhat this vision has awakened in me, and I do mean it quite politely. This young person, this lady, is… Read more

  • Check your vision

    To be Christian toward another person is to be willing to walk with them all the way to their Golgotha, and to remain long enough to witness their resurrection. Love does not deny or scoff at a person’s flaws, habits, or present struggles. It simply refuses to believe that those things are the whole truth… Read more