The Keys

The Keys

Soft sand slid under his feet; the air was pure and clean, redolent with the life it carried as he breathed it deep into his lungs, his body regaining its strength as he felt the lifeblood coursing again through his veins. Three days he’d spent in the grave, bound and...
Blessed Is He Who Has Come

Blessed Is He Who Has Come

The pilgrim psalm, a cry of pleading, Hail the Lamb, soon bleeding. Hosanna! Save us! Blessed is he who has come. On a virginal colt, to Jerusalem mounted, costly redemption, carefully counted. Palm branches flutter, royalty shown to a King who stepped away from his...
Beyond Chocolates and Lingerie

Beyond Chocolates and Lingerie

Lost in the words on my screen, I felt a presence from my past. Faded pain welled-up in my heart as a casual conversation with the woman at the café table beside mine shifted. Hesitantly I turned the conversation, aware it could be too much for both of us. Her...

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