I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

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

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

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…

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

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,

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

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

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

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

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

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