(2014)
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,
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
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…
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
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
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to