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

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

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

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

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

Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

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

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

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

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

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads