David Walls: 4 books

"I have walked many paths in my life, been given direction along the way from friends and teachers.  Shown different colors to use in my painting the walls of my life, yet for some reason as I look around, the colors seem a bit off.  Not exactly what I had in mind when I picked them out." David Walls

"The first song that was ever sung was sung by angels.” As a cup filled from the fountain of hope, I saw the beauty of an angel and felt the peace of heaven fill my soul while upon bended knee. The darkness that covers the world will be dispelled by the light that shines in a...

Morning, the time of day between sunrise and noon, or the time of day between midnight and sunrise, the dawn, or, mourning, an emotional response caused by the loss of a loved one,  an empty feeling of helplessness that over comes the heart with sadness, a time of great reflection. This morning...

The seconds become minutes, the minutes become hours, and the hours never seem to end.  It’s always dark here; this is the rabbit hole. Once you start down, there’s no going back.  Daylight never comes for those who never sleep, at least not the kind of daylight you might think. This is where...