Songs & Literary Works

My phantom beloved how I wish you were mine. Our destinies echo in this haunt across time. Your name is a vapor. Your touch is the wind. Your love - the moonlight. My heart you have pinned. The world waxes darker. The moon shrinks into night. But your smile, beloved, makes the stars remain bright. Peace: it is taken, and men live by the sword. But love promised is worth fighting for. Nations may shift like the turbulent seas. And sirens sound with their sweet melodies. But I drown out...

A poem I wrote today about Yeshua, after a friend wanted to celebrate his renewed relationship with God among his friends: Who is this King of glory? That calms the raging sea. He walks on troubled waters, and sets the captives free. His voice is like a trumpet, His eyes a passionate flame. Even demons flee in terror at the mention of His name. His love is like no other, He's humble like a dove. He rejoices over us with singing, and gives blessing from above. Who is this King of glory?...