“Enthroned on the highest branch, the crow sings crowned by a faint half moon, robed by the blue sky, cawing the melody…”
Category: Devotions
Wild Weed (Romans 11)
“I was a wild weed, a wild weed, a wild weed. I was a wild weed, far from Your holy garden…” A poetic devotion meditating on Romans 11
Dinosaur Fondue Poetry 