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I was up on a hill, tethering at twilight. The sweet-smelling grass that was neatly raked in rows. The tractor’s tether tips were messing with all their might, When suddenly a winsome wonder came into sight...
The darkness is strong. It has presence. I can feel it.
Here's a poem sent to Disability Concerns to remind us that we need to bring what is hidden out in the open so that love can abound.
This past summer Klaaske deGroot-deKoning worked as a cook at Rehoboth camp at Gull Lake, Alberta. Rehoboth offers camps for people with disabilities, and she was inspired to write this poetry.
Mountains. Walls of rock everywhere. Grey, brown, black or blue. Close up or far away. Every time I set out to paint the landscape of my mind. Mountains crop up...