one will plays the role carried like a dead man tomorrow, will have accomplished madness and wisdom, and a trip to hell

The sands of time, are endlessly deep and eternally w… a void lost of mind, to all thought, of life ending lig… shifting forever over all,

We students, are the future and as nurturing features all must respect, and obey Nature, as our muse and teacher however, we must willingly

The Love is calling I hear it now no more time to ponder and no longer will I wonder I know the reasons why.

The movement, of all that there is… the Earth’s atmosphere is nearly t… nearly all there is; almost everyw… What is up, with it? This, in the… This movement bourne, of design an…

I have listened to the awe of Nat… to the falls; those rapids and the… listened too you; too your listeni… too that, too that, Vibration’ So… positively vibrating vibrations bl…

I guess, more or less that within a single deck of cards… fifty-four standing alone and different, sets of circumstances one for each week of each year

Truths, are put to pause, while ey… mind’s eye so bright, filled of li… blind in mind, self-deep confines,… calm cedes strife, life’s woes bud… Amid the falling lift of light, fa…

pain’s tears drench my soul my blood flowing blue, takes contr… seducing both agony and ecstasy pain exquisitely melds into pleasu… as one’s closed eyes secretly smil…

Time’s mysteries await no one’s expectations, and or life; Moments left... in what once was paradise

My question, draws upon my emptine… withdrawn into an endless void in… this presence’s gist, a thoughtles… the future is obscure, and lost to… eternity stalled, what does one mi…

Between two lives is spread, puzzle’s pieces plenty; and deeply scrolled upon, each one’s lonely soul; that card dealt to one,

Pathways, made with swollen stones… upon lays light so lost; narrow, dark, and dreary, thorned roses, edge walk’s walls; bleak, are lonely roads so trode,