the universe forms
such dissimilar things as storms
and roses, galaxies and shells – with familiar tells.
© 2017 Christina Chase
This is Part 2 of my journey of faith chronicled through Fibonacci poems
There once was a cripple…
who wasn't afraid to acknowledge that she was a cripple or to share her life of wonder, struggles, sorrow, and joy with perfect strangers. Here I am.
Join me as I explore the reality of divine love in the flesh, reflecting on what it means to be fully human, fully alive.