As every opportunity, it’s spinning further from me. I do not know the tune, and now I fear I’m losing rhythm, If I lose my mind, none will speak my …
The Leaf
The leaf, green, from the tree, in autumn, fell. The people, where it lay, watched. The wind, unseen, across my face, the ground and sky, blurred. I, here for time …
Madness Into Grace
Madness is a subtle art. When crafted it brings great amusement Madness is an imaginary friend, hidden when life quickens Now things begin to settle. I find It waiting there …
In Sorrow Still, I See The Morrow
In sorrow still, I see the morrow, bring me further strife, Though I would have me strong, reason permits me no relief. That every day, from little ways, to larger …
Rain is Falling
Rain is falling like the drumbeat Chanting rhythm of ancient songs Quiet and hid behind the wind The faithful record echoes faint. Rain is falling like a stillness Upon the …
Sharpen Your Soul 