Each day I run, each day I hide from the me I’ve locked inside. The me I made in younger years. The me reflected in my tears. The me my mother warned me of,

There’s a purpose in the way that… There’s a reason why things will b… But we tend to only figure it out.… when we come to the end of the lin…

As lightening shone and thunder bl… I danced the dance that dancers do… They danced it back and asked if… would mind them dancing through th… I thought no harm could come of th…

Is it me? Is it real? The feelings that I feel... never seem to match the world around me. What if I’m lost in time,

How many times must a man come to… with all of the troubles in life, where voyages tend to become sunke… and seems every path leads to stri… How often must he try, despite wha…

I thought to change one hair tonig… from white to black, atop my head. It seemed a try would be alright while lying here upon my bed. I called out to the powers that be

With tear filled eyes I’m left be… to walk in trance, still mystified… The rays of setting sun shine thro… as angel wings which carry you. Goodbye my heart’s eternal love,

With childhood eyes reflecting. Clear mountain day remembering. Fresh cut hay reviving. Together we’d play, etching memories never to be forgotten.

I charted once a course to gold, a place wherein I might take hold of everything I ever wished. Retire there; enjoy the bliss. But every time I thought that I

Once sat upon a waveless ocean, time stood still for lack of motio… No one spoke for all could see the guardians of eternity. Then water slowly turned to glass

A life sustained by water pure, yet marred by memory of the wine. Like fragrant waft of soft allure diminished not by hands of time. Forever clear the water streams,

Seasons change as years go by, winter’s cold and summer dry. Life is hard in many ways, yet rings are formed as seasons ch… So, although not but bark we see,

We want the same and fear the chan… yet all the while we just complain of everything single thing under t… I’ve heard it is a general rule, that man is nothing but a fool

An old porch swing made once for t… Cool night breeze calling out to y… Ten thousand memories rise above, the sunset waters of our love. Just like the day slips into the n…

“There shall be weeping, and waili… I’d read it and read it again. And I’d heard of it preached from… warning me of the crisis I’m in. So, I pondered and tried to creat…