Bloom!

Life can be ironic sometimes The things you once pined for Become the things you loathe And the places you once loved to go Sometimes feel like the inside of a cell Pause.  Recall the promises that brought you here Though it may not feel like it today, You are not stuck, you are planted. …

the making of a son

This poem is dear to my heart, it was written in 2014, a couple of hours to my 22nd birthday. It was initially titled ‘Reflections’ and has passed through the Refiner’s fire many times. It was ‘performed’ at Ablaze 2015 with over 600 freshmen in attendance.I pray it blesses your heart and draws you closer…