Contrast and Choice in Woven Life
Woven Life… Polish those threads of silk, cleanse their colors pure, for the fibers of life recuse the tainted beauty
Read moreWoven Life… Polish those threads of silk, cleanse their colors pure, for the fibers of life recuse the tainted beauty
Read moreResplendent the falling day, the stirring tides and night array, of blistered suns as ghosts appear, and smiling moon arisen
Read moreA mild wind rustles leaves, their random turning as if to honor the sky above, and their melody like a
Read moreDid you know that subatomic particles have sentience, and can change their behavior just because we are looking at them;
Read moreWho tries to alleviate the pain, must explain the tender-heartedness of comfort, the soothing touch of a heart-felt empathy, when
Read moreShe touched the sky and clouds, like a rising mist, did flee, and blue as deep as an ocean glimmered
Read moreSo wound in layered weave, thoughts that strangle, deeds that bleed, and no matter my resolve, the depth of wrapping
Read moreThe flow of life is relentless, struggling to survive, to replicate, and death like birth, is intrinsic, the cycles so
Read moreTortured by reality’s lies, I cannot but suffer the resistance of physical life, to get to the heart of my
Read moreWhat we see is so filtered, our so called reality becomes just an echo of a dream we propagate as
Read moreThe beauty of purpose surrounds us in the rendering of life, its every facet a miracle, and the perfection of
Read moreWhat feast awaits the victor, the one last standing, when the world is annihilated, love repressed to a dried shell,
Read moreWhat heights have I reached, what depths have I breached, to experience all that is, that guides a soul’s mystique,
Read moreWhere do we turn, when life turns its own way, and we, in a lonely ride of compliance, hold on
Read moreHow much may I change my script, amend each day for poor excuse, and do the changes give further proof,
Read moreYou can bend me, you can shake me But try as you may you cannot break me I’ll just keep
Read moreBrown feelings, scratchy, decaying thoughts woven into visions, as despair may draw our sight from light too ambivalent to even
Read moreMuch wisdom, the weeping willow gave me, in the summers, that it flourished, in a strange garden. “There is
Read moreThey come upon an angel’s wings To sing with us the song that our heart sings Breathing into us a
Read more‘The View from the Shed’ is a book a long time coming, planned for many years and sitting in my
Read moreOpportunity is ours…. One of the greatest lessons in life is humility. And when age and wisdom affords us a
Read moreWithin or without, the echoes remain in perpetuity, of the same rhyme as time dictates, the same hand in purpose,
Read moreMy first born child died at four months, after many operations and suffering she endured with such courage and resolve.
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