SJB

The singer sings The painter paints The dancer dances The writer writes But who can see what the dreamer dreams of? And why does it...

Be it so a Constellation Own your twists and turns Reveal the manifestation of Divine destiny...

Good Evening, I write knowing Not what I want to know But what I could not have known I write to free my soul I write from the redeemer’s...

Happy Father’s Day!! The words to this poem came to me during an early morning walk. I felt so loved and alive and am grateful that my...

Children of Men Mothers to Sons Fathers to Daughters Who are we when we don't understand? What become of us when our lights grow dim?