In the Quiet, I Found My Voice

I’m not the loudest in the room.

I never have been.

But in the stillness, I’ve found something more powerful than noise... words. They came to me when I was young, long before I could understand the weight of the world or the shape of my own heart. While others spoke with confidence or ran wild under the sun, I sat with thoughts too big to speak… and too tender to keep inside.

So I wrote.

This is the quiet story of that journey. Not one of grand adventures or thundering applause—but of small joys, deep faith, and the people who shaped me. I am a son, a brother, an uncle, a friend. A prayerful man. A servant of the Lord. And through all of it, I’ve carried my poems—sometimes in my pocket, often in my soul.

Each poem you’ll find here is a piece of that journey.

A memory. A prayer. A quiet truth I finally gave a voice.

So welcome to my story.

I hope, somewhere between the lines, you find a piece of your own.