“And many waters cannot quench love. neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all of his substance of his house for love, it would be utterly contemptible.” (Song of Solomon...

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.” – Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Who Is My Neighbor?

This question seems to reoccur,

Throughout time and ages, 

Throughout nations and places,

Even if it is only in the mind’s pages.

She’s carried a bail of hay,

Walked an alley in her day,

Built from the country,

Savvy from the city.

When did your dream stop?
When did you think it could never happen,
When did you believe your life was not worth another day,
When did your unique talents get placed out of the way?