The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle

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  • Dusk and Dawn

    In the silent wilderness she dances through thickets, a laugh like a song, and her nails glinting like stars painted stories and a darker mysterious palette of color, vibrant, bold, and truly her personality is shown Her fingers like petals, she touches the snow tracing the need of dreams and reprieves Tonight, beneath the moon’s… Read more

  • Certainty is this

    In the stillness before dawn my morning unfolds as I awaken wondering how many times can mercy rise insistent as the sun Then I remember a promise,carried on the breath of the wind, it’s the Holy Spirit speaking:“Great is Your faithfulness.” I think of the enemy,the creeping doubt,the voice that slithers through the chasms of… Read more

  • Jessica

    In the corner of a sun drenched window a tiny seedling grows, its green hypocotyl curling toward the light I noticed this was a rare creation birthed from whispered promises, and to the quietdevotion of hands that watered,loved, and spoke life into the soil She is not merely a flower ,but a beacon of resilience,… Read more