Night descends upon my soul
To find but winter’s cold
Fire blazes
Warmth abounds
Oh blessings sent away
For returning home
Tucked inside
Such a warm heart of
Thankful prayer
Night Fall
Night descends upon my soul
To find but winter’s cold
Fire blazes
Warmth abounds
Oh blessings sent away
For returning home
Tucked inside
Such a warm heart of
Thankful prayer
A selfish poet
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
Places - Nature - Photography
Steve's body of work spans conflicts, vanishing cultures, ancient traditions and contemporary culture alike - yet always retains the human element.
Author, Speaker, Workshop Leader
