C. Thomas Asplund
Upon This Rock
Articles/Essays – Volume 05, No. 3
We laughed in the temple
and found favor where
the Lord lashed with lightening and laughed too
when he saw the size of salvation.
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Articles/Essays – Volume 06, No. 1
Still you come to me in the night
Walking with bare feet whispering
And still you force me to come round corners that could wait,
To face a minor premise I am avoiding.
Seasoning
Articles/Essays – Volume 19, No. 3
That fine white burst of bush blossom
Has come again. Blast
ing through the winter crust
And scattering the afterbirth of spring,