Morning Tea brings a Rejoiceful Sound of Liberation

John G Evans c 2019 A tall glass of flavorful tea, memories of mine have always enriched me, made me stronger in the early morning, almost fall-like breeze. A few notes from I Am: The Tiny Mustard Seed: So, where is home? Home is where the dust cries in a foreign land, as we allContinue reading “Morning Tea brings a Rejoiceful Sound of Liberation”

This Present Moment –

John G Evans c 2019 A Measure of Peace to Live Within This Present Moment – Ancestral shadows lay at my heels ready to strike in an instant though for a moment have held their peace. Granted, the love remains within a charitable heart. I am here. You are here. Let us come to knowContinue reading “This Present Moment –”

Walking toward Mercy

I am the Samurai who draws up courage from the ink wells scribing time, where death is not darkness, but shooting arrows drop by drop for a liquified line, of word, fluid yes, discerning of all said rhymes, or not, but a hunger strikes each hungered note, making it mine. Is life all of misery,Continue reading “Walking toward Mercy”