It’s a feeling that has no words t… when the late autumn leaves fade c… Quietly waving a final goodbye in the chill as morning mist hover… It’s something between a pure feel…
There’s less than two hours to walk in the sand. To sail the wide oceans and see foreign lands. There’s less than two hours
Bah ratcha tas contavalaz you rase-neflapher’d wagicaud! Condaver haufin polysnip! I’ll tell you just where you can s… your pi-calogin traginine!
Nothing can stop the unquenchable… fed by the flame of the deepest de… Born of a purpose, intent that is… in the one who’s determined to do… One who believes it can always be…
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,
We wait for what we long for, we long for what we need. Impatience and anxiety give root to errant deed that grows to yield but heartache,
A tale I once heard of two men of… who’s lives were defined by the to… Each man was beholden to God for… so, when the time came that the pr… each fell to his knees and petitio…
It feels like I’ve been around to… Every tune has become the same old… Every plight’s just a fight to no… cuz there’s no way to win. And I can’t help but notice as I’…
Things to adorn yourself. Things for your home. Things of a thousand kind, what do you own? Gather it all til you have everyth…
You’re not what you think. Things aren’t as they seem. Lived your whole life against what you believe. I know that it’s hard not to
A million threads now woven, with no single thread ever reveali… what web it intended to weave. Each thread seemed a pleasure-friend upon its arrival…
Balancing midst them both, two liv… Split down the middle and torn at… Tiptoe the balance beam, pleasing… who know only one side of things. Confliction, a way of life down to…
How vast is the reach of the unive… How great be the distance between… How far in both ways does the leng… What distance exists between God… Illusive the answer to each of the…
What do the heavens think of me? When God looks down what does he… What things run through his mind a… Beholding one who once was there, now forging through this world of…
The days don’t seem to give a damn… they march in step of time. They stare ahead with eyes of stee… while never breaking line. They torture me with disregard,
