A little night time story, to send me off to bed,
A tale of spring and winter, of love, unmatched, unsaid.
Whence innocence was lost, yet gathered amidst the red,
How words were lost, unspoken, but tears, their meaning, shed.
~ D.F.


Hold unto His Words, let them take you on a ride,
Beyond the highest mountains, where angels and saints abide.
There shall Peace be sown from the stores of His own light,
Downward through to earth, as the dew drops take to flight.
~ D.F.

The Gilded Tongue

The Gilded Tongue

Beware of the gilded tongue belonging to that wretched, the father of lies!

His words can easily persuade us, not because they are truthful or eloquent,

but simply because he repeats for our listening,
the very words that he has heard from the dark within us.


“He was a murderer from the beginning and does not stand in truth, because there is no truth in him.

When he tells a lie, he speaks in character, because he is a liar and the father of lies.”
~ John 8:44

“A good person out of the store of goodness in his heart produces good, but an evil person out of a store of evil produces evil;
for from the fullness of the heart, the mouth speaks.”
~ Luke 6:45