She saw right through me. And embraced me anyway. Gosh, I love that girl.

Silky Burnside
Coach
Poetry
My fearful pleasure
My fearful pleasure. Abundance I'm scared to lose. Anxious pain that heals.
God shows he loves me
God shows he loves me. Miracles I don't deserve. My heart overflows.
Lord, what shall I do?
"Lord, what shall I do?" "Tom, give your gift to the world. I will be your strength".
I create beauty
I create beauty. But keep your wits about you. I also destroy.
Bitter emotion
Bitter emotion. Written on my Mother’s face. My evil urges.
Under ancient light
Under ancient light. God’s whisper is deafening. He is here today.
Dearest tribe of mine
Dearest tribe of mine. It’s been such a hard decade. How my heart's missed you.