tombs and beauty

not mine

they weren't my bees...just other bees enjoying the leftover honey...not sure I can hear the song the emptiness sings right now

how emptiness sings

...the bow is on the strings...and the tune resonates in the open space...to show us how emptiness sings...glory to God...he writes my story into his song...my life for the glory of God...my bow is on the strings...I'm beginning to learn where to find the words to the song that emptiness sings

erasing doubt

tough

How to make a butterfly look tough...