It feels kind of like someone gave… mixed for the purpose of stamping… Slipped like a Mickey when I was… Slammed down the hatch and now all… is, “I don’t know why I feel noth…

I woke one day as I recall, years back in time but not in mind… The reason I know not at all, but felt I there and humbled knew, for peace distilled as morning dew…

A million threads now woven, with no single thread ever reveali… what web it intended to weave. Each thread seemed a pleasure-friend upon its arrival…

I charted once a course to gold, a place wherein I might take hold of everything I ever wished. Retire there; enjoy the bliss. But every time I thought that I

It’s a feeling that has no words t… when the late autumn leaves fade c… Quietly waving a final goodbye in the chill as morning mist hover… It’s something between a pure feel…

I hate how I feel although common it seems, having been once again what I swore I’d not be. Yes, despite all the talks

So much time I now spend, watchin… Watching as others pass by, living… Living their lives. I watch not for the care of wantin… or even so mush as to learn from w…

When you’re on an endless highway is there any hope at all that a destination will be reached… and you can finally fall back in the arms of the one you lo…

Sometimes love is easy, so natural… but often it isn’t that clear. Like fog in the morning makes trav… not knowing which way you should s… For what comes the day you must ma…

“Do unto others”, the Savior once… a golden rule given to sum it all… But we seem to want something comp… like it is too simple or it’s not… But nothing more’s needed and that…

When all the leaves fall from the… what does it mean to you and me? Perhaps it wasn’t meant to be as now we reach the end. Is there some place we didn’t go?

I looked at her, her angel voice s… She sat surrounded by the band, ju… Her songs were mesmerizing, she ha… and in that moment God gave me thi… “No matter what, the songs we make…

I sat today midst the happy smiles of a children’s song, and for just… I was happy too, for what else sho… from a happy day and a happy song. But, it came again just like every…

Unto what shall our era be likened… Are we like unto people of old? Are we so far removed from the anc… we gain not from the stories they… Has the God of our fathers been v…

Who knows how many layers over generations