Living Tree Poetry

by Ana Lisa de Jong Have you ever heard a word or two and thought, ‘I knew that too?’ Somewhere within…. Did you ever want to articulate each word of knowledge…

by Ana Lisa de Jong I think I remember last time, you didn’t hear my prayer, so I hesitate to trust. Sometimes, when we have done all we can, we need…

by Ana Lisa de Jong I’m going to tell you a little secret, a little hard-learned truth, gained upon through long labour, and an endless broken walk. I’m going to tell…

by Ana Lisa de Jong Three of the most beautiful lines: ‘He does not raise his voice; He does not crush the weak, or quench the smallest hope.’ So all our…

by Ana Lisa de Jong When your glory passes by we have to find a rock cleft. You are so often seen in the blink between the eye’s lashes, the space…