Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

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

This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,