Hope.
An Advent poem, Week 1
Nov 29, 2020
This land is a wilderness
Dry, barren, cold
All around us is division
Hatred surrounding all sides
Fingers pointing, insults slinging
This land is a wilderness
Dry, barren, cold
All around us is division
Hatred surrounding all sides
Fingers pointing, insults slinging
I am an elder at a church in the Seattle area, and a film maker by trade. I write mostly about things concerning the Way of Jesus.