The Flow

The Flow

POETRY Michael Jones May 1, 2019 There is a flow It is a River I dive in deep To be delivered I wash ashore I am recovered By my Savior My elder Brother With every drop Of His pure water I am now cleansed He is my Potter I am His vessel Renewed not broken He fills me...
Shattered

Shattered

POETRY Shattered Michael Jones May 1, 2019 Without warning I hit the ground  The vase shattered into a thousand pieces  My heart bleeds sharp shards of glass I look about in horror at the ruins. How did this happen?  Was I pushed or did I fall? Isn’t there a story...