Eiri Waters is a poet forged in revelation, rupture, and relentless Love. A child of the Living God, she writes where theology meets madness, where comedy touches the cosmic, and where the human soul finally stops pretending it’s not on fire.
Her work is born from late-night visions, Fayetteville street corners, gym-floor miracles, and the quiet hours when heaven presses too close to ignore. She writes as Dust, as Star-Dust, and as the woman God pulled through rejection, grief, and glory—each voice a facet of the same witness.
Her books—The Seventh Trumpet: Soliloquy of Souls, The Seven Thunders, and Revelations: Whispers of the Light—confront spiritual delusion, divine nearness, and the raw cost of being seen by Yeshua. She does not write for applause. She writes because the Word keeps sounding, and silence would be disobedience.
Eiri lives, wrestles, lifts heavy things, loves fiercely, and listens for God in North Carolina.