charlotte brady poetry
This grainy moment frees itself from the grip of memory and anticipation. This grainy moment is all I have. It’s beautiful in its harshness. The blinding light tenderly forces me to see what is. Not what I think about it, not what I wish from it but what this moment really, deeply, is.
Charlotte Brady about love, life, freedom and abiding in the heart every moment of the day. This is where flesh is spirit and spirit flesh in raw unadulterated devotion. Life is worship!