They say,Love is love.But let’s be real—Love is the ocean,Not the wave you see crashing on the shore.It’s not a label we wear,Not a box we check.It’s a spectrum,A wildfire,An ancient story retold in a thousand new voices. They say,Love is simple.But we know it’s anything but.Love is messy, tangled, […]
Beneath the skin, where shadows creep,Where silent specters nightly weep,There courses through, with muffled breath,A harbinger of quiet death. Oh! How it winds, how it ascends,Through veins and arteries, it bends—Invisible, it takes its hold,More treacherous than tales of old. No cawing raven warns the door,No tempest howls upon the […]
In a world where whispers of faith should echo like thunder,We find ourselves lost in a labyrinth of our own making,Threads of belief tangled in the loom of our hearts,Where once there was tapestry, now only tatters.The cross, once a symbol of unity,Now, like a fractured spine,Bent under the weight […]
In the beginning,There was love.Not the kind that fits into the neat cornersOf man-made boxes,But the wild, sprawling expanseOf a divine sparkThat knows no limit, no end. I stand here,A pastor in a pulpit,A husband in a home,A queer soul in a bodyThat’s never fit the mold—Yet here I am, […]
In a world that draws its lines,I stand at the crossroads.Where faith meets love,Where I meet myself,Queer and Christian,Not a contradiction, but a harmony,Not a struggle, but a truth. They say the path is narrow.But I walk it wide.With the light of the Gospel in my heart,And the colors of […]
In the hum of the city, in the pulse of the streets,We chase the “as soon as” with hurried feet.“As soon as I finish,” “as soon as I start,”The whispering echoes fill every heart. We sprint through our days, always looking ahead,Our minds on the future, our souls underfed.“As soon […]
We are all children of the Creator,dancing in the kaleidoscope of existence,each step a testament to the spectrum of love. In the dawn, under the vast sky,our hearts beat the same rhythm,echoing ancient whispers of unity. Some walk the straight paths,carved by generations of tradition,their love like a river, steady […]
