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

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

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

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,