On Peace: Prayers & Reflections
By Liz Cooledge Jenkins
God,
Sometimes we have no idea what peace would mean.
It’s all too difficult.
Everything in us is tired.
By Liz Cooledge Jenkins
God,
Sometimes we have no idea what peace would mean.
It’s all too difficult.
Everything in us is tired.
By Katelyn Durst
The many tunnels
honeycomb me in
one by one,
I become frozen in deep blue.
I become noisy as a bee cloud.
I become holy like a rooted tree.