Peeling away the Layers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Becoming like children peeling away the layers our experiences clouding our vision of God The lies of the world layer ...
Becoming like children peeling away the layers our experiences clouding our vision of God The lies of the world layer ...
In our journey on the earth we are given choices many forks along our path many opportunities God ever knocking ...
Bound by the season the layers of fruit when I am making the salad but making it work Layers to ...
Once begun continuing the lie another layer added perpetuating the canard usurping a story, words to create ambiguity Purposely adding ...
Layer upon layer heavy, crushing Christ putting on the fabric of sin for His walk on the earth Turning in ...
The rich stark colors the vividness of the season God's artistry so evident in his palette of autumn the bright ...
The rich stark colors vividness of the season God's artistry so evident in his palette of autumn bright lines of ...
Trying to define the infinite the nature of God Love, true love, not the pale imitation human love not enough ...
Oh God, water your garden pour out your grace on the dormant vineyard that we may grow in your love ...
Adopted into the family all children of God putting on Christ for our walk in the world Donning a living ...
The blood of the sacrifice the blood of the lamb repainting the doorposts our hearts, another coat layer upon layer ...
Tiny, needing a different perspective changing my angle, my point of view awakening senses, seeing more closely A thick forest ...
under the layer snow, deep, cold, hard crust, frozen spring lies waiting; Soon February 3, 2009 (Raymond A. Foss)
layer on layer the branches lapped in the slack water dipped by the wind's hand by the bank tallows of ...
The familiar black of the board became whiter, over time, layer on layer of the chalk, making the pores fill ...
My eyes widened in opening the box Oh it was a meat lover's pizza Oh yes it was visible cholesterol ...
A day not unlike today pulling me back in time to that fateful day before the call from the state ...
Snow continues to fall young faces pressed against the windows climb the back of the couch dream of snowmen, castles, ...
High up at the top of the chairlift at the summit of the mountain, the trees were coated, as with ...
It always seems, wherever I turn we are the bad guys, the ones in the way the ones asking Him ...
Like a second layer of skin is her faith right out there, the outer edge of her exuding from her ...
Up even with the second floor window of our bedroom, a piece of flat, smooth oak bark is shaped like ...
After Minnesota's lakes in the winter of '71, it was no big deal but for us it was it was ...
No Time To think, to plan, to dream, to be ready Reading slower as time goes on Words blur in ...
Frozen in her icy grasp captured in the frigid stillness coated by layer on layer a blanket of white, of ...
Fed by the slack eddies by the frozen shore grew a chain row on row, layer by layer of hand ...
Out alone in the winter rain, Intent on giving and taking pain. But never was I far out of sight ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
Here at the spoke-ends of our galaxy it is easy to forget the central axle moving insensibly slow, still the ...
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