Peeks Through Clouds

An effort to brighten darkness with gentle humor and loving truth... a desire to discern both love and truth more and more clearly when I gaze toward Glory... and a spirit-name, properly descriptive, unrequested but received, my own.

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Friday, May 06, 2016

Even on the dankest morning, 
the whine of mosquitos
is no match for birdsong.

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