These words, gently laid upon this page, amount to my sincere prayer they reach within you, and touch your secret self,
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.
This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed
I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…
Been wasting away in this hovel for too many days to count; wishing, hoping, scheming, sometimes even praying, for any way to get out.
I was surrounded by many desperate, troubled people. There was much drinking, drugging, and violence. Women were being bought and sold,
The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry
I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;