(2013)
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
When is something truly hopeless? Is it when you cannot go on? When life throws impossible obstac… Is it that moment when you give up… Tired of the injustice and apathy?
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
