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

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.

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…

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

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

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,