Ibex

United States

Christian
as in Presbyterian Church in America
(denomination)
Writer
Novelist
Reader
Ambivert or something
Self-proclaimed band nerd
Planet Earth nerd
etc, etc
Joined September 10, 2019

Message from Writer

Favorite songs (hymns edition):
--Rock of Ages
--It is Well With my Soul
--Be Still My Soul
--Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
--Be Thou My Vision
Go read all the lyrics, I dare you.

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Sometimes I tell stories. Most of the time I rattle my soul until I break and my heart spills out onto the page.

I tell stories not because I want to find God, but because He's already found me.
I don't think I'll ever really understand.

voices

June 20, 2020

FREE WRITING

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who knew
voices could ride the wind like warriors
seated in golden chariots, shaking hands,
releasing arrows into the night, piercing
broken hearts and mending instead of
tearing. voices are the sword of a
generation, a million solemn tales wrapped
up into one evolving story. but listen too
long to the music of the night, and you’ll
turn away, cover your ears and scream.
humanity’s unified voice is discord:
mountain and valley, desert and sea,
predator and prey.
who knew
humanity’s song was torn and tearing still,
flaking to the ground like sunburnt skin.

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1 Comment
  • bellairet

    Your imagery is so vivid! Great commentary on ourselves and the world. Really thought-provoking.


    5 months ago