(2013)
Listen. There it is. The hum of perfect silence at the centre of all that is, and isn’t.
I hide here behind a genuine misbelief that I am special, I am different I and only I
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.
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
For those who only know oasis it must be difficult to fathom another way of life beyond the wal… amidst the shifting dunes. Those that follow gypsy trails
What is this code that we agree up… but dare not ever speak in words ? That mysterious unspoken-ness looming where we choose to gather. It’s sure we must be seen to know
I have suffered much while upon this earth, so aching to belong. To whom, or what, or why?
No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
Oh, knower of my heart, this trembling voice cries out in words that cannot begin to tell how deep my longing is for thee.
Weep for the fallen warriors. Weep for those souls considered collateral damage. Weep for the profiteers. Weep for the deserters.
From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…