charlotte brady poetry
Today I got the message that I am. This time it was from the rain. Each drop contained a piece of me. Tiny raindrops fought to stay on branches but still laughed as they were falling to the ground. I let the rain wash over me, become a river and pour me out into the ocean.
Charlotte Brady about love, life, God, poetry, writing and abiding in the heart at every moment. This is where flesh is spirit and spirit flesh in raw unadulterated devotion. Life is worship!