A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

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

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

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

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

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

Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

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