I prefer the sound of Christian bells
To the cry of the muezzin
The sacred hymn
to the sung adhan
Rectors rather than imans
The steepled church to the minaret,
The oaken pew to the woven mat
But our gods are both the same.
Broadsides – A collection of bits and pieces
"Unprovided with original learning, uninformed in the habits of thinking, unskilled in the arts of composition, I resolved to write a blog”
I prefer the sound of Christian bells
To the cry of the muezzin
The sacred hymn
to the sung adhan
Rectors rather than imans
The steepled church to the minaret,
The oaken pew to the woven mat
But our gods are both the same.
A neurodivergent woman maneuvering the rapids of life with the help of companion animals
"Once a pond a time..."
Epic fantasy & military sci-fi author.
the magic begins the moment you start being yourself
Seeking truth in the narrative's
There's always more to learn
I prefer to accept that we are one human race regardless of any factors that may sub divide us.