Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

You Were the sunlight. You brought me

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

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

Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much

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

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,

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

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,

I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

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…