Of Hymns: I hunger and I thirst || Draw nigh and take

I grew up in an Anglican family.  Both parents were choristers in their prime and loved hymns. Growing up all I wanted was to join the choir too, not just any choir but the village choir. They were good!  They always came tops in competitions. That never happened.  I was never home long enough to… Continue reading Of Hymns: I hunger and I thirst || Draw nigh and take

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They say I will either see Black or White I see Grey Red Blue I see a burst of colours Rich passionate colours I don't see black I don't see white I'm not looking with my eyes though They are shut Not firmly Lightly My lids feel like feathers The oh so soft kind That… Continue reading Untitled