Dream Work

I do my Father's work

Foraging my dreams from clay

Breathing the breath of life into dirt

No matter how long it takes 

I'm gonna hustle till it hurts  

And even in the midst of battle 

I will put God first 

 

Love always, Esha  

Unseen Love

It matters not what direction the wind blows. I feel it still. I don't need to see it. It knocks me off stable soles. It brings a quake to uneasy knees. It is the sound of humming birds soaring against a lively breeze. I don't need to see it to believe. Love is the same as faith. It remains unseen.

Love always, Esha <3