Musings

The world races by. Look my soul! Listen! Do you not hear The cry of eternity rising On the failing breaths of Four Billion Unsaved souls? Go forth and speak. Worry not in the trials and Travails you will face. Take heart; our Savior is our Lord, Our…

Clarified, Resolute, precision: Sunrise betwixt the mountains. Sinusoidal entrance of the sun, Glowing, Mathematic perfection. Life is overexposed. "-Just enough!" The lands proclaim. Most artists use paint; This One used hydrogen, A symphony of…