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,

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

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the

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

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

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

You Were the sunlight. You brought me

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

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

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

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

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