Almost silent, A numbing hum. It is a cold cloudless night. A brilliant bone-white moon hovers amidst stars upon stars upon stars…

It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing

Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise

What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than

This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed

I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…

Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.

Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows

Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance

Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…

I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…

I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;