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Forget all idle chatter. Just forget. Intent of evil goes beyond intent; Regret is absent in grave crimes, regret Meant to humble us is not what ..

A blindworm’s a lizard, A titmouse, a bird. Sometimes what we hear Is not what we heard. #

Baying at the moon Wild wolf in man’s clothing Confides dark secrets Lupine tragedy Losing one’s humanity To ferocity Were..

In silence of night where dreams unfold human hearts whisper sweet dreams untold They speak of wonders that good love holds and also of pa..

near the marketplace noisy in its dialogues the squawking of jays #

Even the mountains Stretching towards the blue heaven praise the Lord Our God #

God knows How much grace we need To make it through our hectic day His blessings Far exceed what we may deserve So we can share graces with ..

Stop at the red light Don’t play around with yellow Go safely on green #

A cliffhanger...

I hear him again pecking on the bark of oak texting a new dawn #