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

Why do we always end up in the pla… Why is it freedom slips away and d… I think the problem lies within th… For it is not to win the war then… with vigilance, no sadly this is n…

Unto what shall I liken my struggle filled walk in life? Unto a breath without air, gasping and grasping for that which I can clearly see,

Greatness Born of hearts desire Flame of inner fire Dies to quiet fear Fades and disappears

Dim lit, damp and distant corner Torn from dream of vapor’s fold Slow descent to worlds divided Nothing hot and nothing cold Long ago, this soul forgotten

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

How odd this ragged stranger seems Who jarred me from my frozen stare At dust and dreams and other thing… For which I spend my time and car… No other man hath paid him mind

God made the Earth The scriptures tell As day by day And just as well For although he

Take a look what’s before you, a l… A city of people with lives crumbl… Pause a moment to listen, a moment… A moment for silence and see if yo… From my window I’ve looked out an…

What do the heavens think of me? When God looks down what does he… What things run through his mind a… Beholding one who once was there, now forging through this world of…

Each time before when I had falle… I found upon the ground were words… a latticework of scaffolding to cl… back to the surface with the crowd… I’d stay close to the ledge not kn…

I see it time and time again That beauty’s made by what is spen… A beauty that demands a price With outer glow and inner ice And observation seems to tell

Curled up in the corner, in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.