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StoryDreams of a River L G Meadows414 years 1 month ago
StoryTimelines Chs. 15 &16 (final) Rescue-Applied, and Completion Rhiannonw214 years 2 months ago
StorySmall Wonder Silver Spun Sand1214 years 2 months ago
StoryForgotten Lake Richard L. Prov...514 years 2 months ago
StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...214 years 2 months ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee414 years 2 months ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...414 years 3 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider414 years 3 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1814 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...214 years 4 months ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic114 years 4 months ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1814 years 5 months ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...414 years 5 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin714 years 5 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper614 years 6 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows614 years 6 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1814 years 6 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw214 years 7 months ago

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Gold

(inspired by Walter De la Mare’s ‘Silver’ – ‘ Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon … A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws, and silver eye …) The sun too golden for eyes to behold glitters the rivers with flecks of gold …

Mystery disclosed

I thought it would be nice to put up regularly on a Sunday one of my stock of Christian hymns http://rhiannonshymns.co.uk/ Many of these were written after helpful messages looking at Bible passages. People like to frighten, tease, speculate on mysteries …
Gold cherry

Morphing Treescapes

The view of trees so gaunt and grey along the road, is giving way to softening tinge of green transforming … … until we see fresh beauty in autumn colours … and silhouettes on winter skyline …
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7 days after the Resurrection

One week later, though locked the door, Jesus came and said, once more, “Peace be with you!” Thomas missed that time before – and said he’d not believe, unless his finger in the holes could press … ‘My Lord, my God’ – now filled with awe see Thomas worship and adore.

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