Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles

Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,

Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions