The StrangerSeptember 20, 2023Carrying the Weight of TomorrowOctober 12, 2023 The Gate E arly morning spring and sun, Warmth that speaks of what’s to come, Late snow melts across the lawn Referenced hope in the breath of dawn, awakened in the tracks upon. Tread fast and light beyond the grasses, above the branches The open latches. The gate. The Garden Gate. Share0 Rick Jebb Related postsSeptember 20, 2023TimeRead moreSeptember 13, 2023Evangelical DilemmaRead moreSeptember 13, 2023The WandererRead more Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ