Tagged: Elyon’s Paradise


Papa’s Field

  Tonight, I’m a little girl again. On a reverie to the days my soul was free, And my feet danced carefree To the rhythm of the wind; I find myself in Papa’s field Chasing sunshine with glee, Chasing blightsomely When the sky loses its glow And heavy downpour threatens...


Split Seas and Drowned Fears: ‘No Longer a Slave’ Paints a Most Powerful Imagery

Fear has a name. It isn’t the False-Evidence-Appearing-Real acronym we’ve accrued it to placate our palpitating hearts. Fear is what it is: fear. We hear this name in the anxieties that keep us awake many nights, the sobs that quake us over. Fear is the sound of broken dreams, the...