Many of us feel isolated, and fear is a truly dangerous pandemic. But when doors are locked, hope walks through walls.
This poem is inspired by John 20:19.
I use to picture loneliness as an open field covered in snow. The night sky and the moon were all I had as company and the only voice I heard was the quiet whistling wind against my ears. Sometimes i...
Please take the time to read this free verse poem/short story, I believe we can all relate to feeling stranded, alone on our own island losing hope towards our future.