Fire and Ice Take cover all ye men of the cloth Or take your swords into a heated… Religion has grown into a giant dr… Firing at temples, mosques, and ca…

When we find our riches, it becomes the responsibility of the conscience to place a value on them. We are not covetous to treasure them as long as they are a gift of God, and through h...

All is calm, all is easy, all is s… The pathway of the Saga is clear… The deck hands under Jake’s comma… are singing and pulling up the sat… The crabs are clean and enormous i…

Down, down deep and deeper yet, down the corridor and then some mo… in a musty cell in a cold, damp pr… on another island in the same ocea… is the home of the latent beast

Music, the intoxicating smiles of beauty, steals my heart; then begins to climb into infinite spaces where my dreams have been. It is like the sweet language of my beloved that mingles...

Back in August when the pursuit b… When our team laid out their impen… To win the Super Bowl as all othe… But only one is victorious when it… We gave it all we got; hence we ar…

Words and beyond and miles of ferv… roads adorned with golden paint, that encircle you and sing to you, that have arms that reach out and take you with them to their prophe…

Conscience with a gag over its mouth, loses more credibility as its influence lessens and its voice becomes fainter in the mind of the man moving toward perdition more so as each day pa...

Sympathy Pain is a story of Its own private hell The Devil’s own drama Has too much to tell

For those who have fallen as the white wings of death have come to their bedside and spread their cushy wings around their lifeless bodies