The Rickety Desk of Mothy Groves
Stories, photos, music, and musings from writer and humorist Timothy Soden-Groves
“Rise up from the ashes… Rise up out of the night… It’s gonna be LOVE… It’s gonna be alright.” — Songwriter Kim Curtis-Monson
“When we were young the tracks went down past the wrong side of our hometown…”
Take THAT, pandemic.
There’s a song you used to sing,
sweet redeemer rescuing.
Lift your head and sing it now,
the sun is breaking through the clouds.
“Do we buy our material lives at the cost of what was free?”
Come a little closer to the warmth and the light…
But now, though my tent is small and its fabric strains to tear… there is refuge here
You washed up on the beach one night and saw that there was more to life…
In a brilliant flash of insight, I realized that…
Love heals all wounds, if we will just listen and learn its language.