Someone had to show me the way, though much of the time I just fol… so you watched from the distance,… But it’s clear to me now, wish I’… and done more to make sure that yo…

With tear filled eyes I’m left be… to walk in trance, still mystified… The rays of setting sun shine thro… as angel wings which carry you. Goodbye my heart’s eternal love,

How vast is the reach of the unive… How great be the distance between… How far in both ways does the leng… What distance exists between God… Illusive the answer to each of the…

Two sons of God, who equal were s… in Heaven’s splendid landscape wai… Both men had sketched a million ti… to build there by their faith and… and face the trials and tests that…

Now, at the end, looking back... what else have I to do but reflect… in a sleepless round of ever mounting despair. Despair born and thereafter bred

In the middle of life there’s a mo… Reminiscing, regretting, “Is ther… Looking out in both ways from the… as I tumble and shrink to an infin… For I know forever has no end of…

Soft moonlit eyes that paralyze. Unbridled passion on the rise. The room afire in fading light. Fragrant desire fills up the night… As worlds dissolve, so unaware.

What’s of the eyes if not to see - a darkness on the land, perpetuated by a world that will not understand. What’s of the ears if not to hear…

They say that the truth is a hard… but maybe it’s time that we see that we as a people are nothing bu… ensuring that’s how it will be. We stand up demanding there’s tole…

Trembling and shaking and out of c… The burn in my mind, a deafening p… The sight of your visage, the feel… Oh god in the heaven make this go… The voices descending, a haunting…

A life sustained by water pure, yet marred by memory of the wine. Like fragrant waft of soft allure diminished not by hands of time. Forever clear the water streams,

Once sat upon a waveless ocean, time stood still for lack of motio… No one spoke for all could see the guardians of eternity. Then water slowly turned to glass

I cannot help but wonder as I wan… and try to find a purpose in this… Why don’t we have a Moses or a No… like those who came before us had… Why don’t we have the likes of men…

The stars that fill the midnight s… or single grains of sand cannot compare to all his works too vast to understand. What number counts the drops of ra…

A million times I’ve pulled the t… A million times the voices quiver, but every time they come again. They can’t be killed, there is no… Is all then lost, no hope at all?