Sebuah puisi oleh Anna Lee, merenungkan kembali keintiman persekutuan dengan Abba, Bapa
A poem for the love of my life
A poem for my angel
Angels are made of fire. I know. I have met one..
What is this life if / There’s no drop of beer or whiskey / Drugs and cokes thrown to the sea / And lust is considered dirty.
Only a fool who abandons the grace he has received. Only a fool who defy the creator of the universe
We don’t belong to this world. We are only pilgrims here. For such a short while we are here, and we will depart to our eternal home.
A doomsday poem of love
A poem for my queen of the night. A mean yet beautiful queen
I was lost in a forest. A thick, green forest. I tried to find my way home. I shouted, “Help! Somebody help me!” for about an hour but nobody came.