Death took me to a place where time no longer separated the earth. A place where I could finally listen to God… — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
Love counts all intimate encounters of life and increments of time to examine every conception of compassion. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
I continue to paint pictures from the corridor of life that few truly understand scattered words, broken voices, callused souls resting on… — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
Our home rattles off riffs of our love that will never resolve with time . . . — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
Death took me to a place where time no longer separated the earth. A place where I could finally listen to God and he… — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
To all opposing force with persistence and precision I continue on writing notes on Heavens ethereal scale, deferred dreams are broken wings that enable… — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
One only needs to whisper in order to be heard.Yet the truth echoes above the highest cloud. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
Like the leaves, Ive had my season of being stepped over and stepped on. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
Love counts all intimate encounters of life and increments of time to examine every conception of compassion. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
Time has two hands . . . emotion on one and justification on the other. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
True peace is found in the righteousness of God, not in the sentiment of people. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
A piece of sun has slide through the gate, through the light I see the snakes. — Carl A Dixon Copy Share Image
