by Mark Kramer | Jun 11, 2017 | Poems
Now I long, To be, to belong. For I never craved to possess Until More Washed ashore, And I knew I had less. Now I long, To be, rid of wrong. For no sin springs to life Until more You explore, And Good becomes rife. Now I long, To be, be as strong. For no wish brings...
by Mark Kramer | Jun 11, 2017 | Poems
I held my stub, a deed of good, as invite to The Feast, Made confident by Scripture that soon His words would be: “Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these My brethren, ye have done it unto Me.” Yet these words applied to sin, like yeast, Gave...
