What Is?

What is the cause? What is the effect? What does it mean? For hearts are broken, cities crumble Crops decay Lives destroyed. And In the midst of this A sprout pops up, a giggle resonates Thunder dissipates Rain clears all filth away. There is a God There is a life We...

Mighty

Hold the tender In your hands Bask in sunlight Lighting all the land. Never believe Your life’s not worthy For you are mighty You are mighty grand. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2019