It’s not thinking lessof yourself.  It’s thinking ofyourself less.  This isa ram’s horn’s composition:Humility’s perfection.

What is your purpose Omnipotent one Stagger in slowly Curious run Fragrance is clear Scenic for miles The beginning is beauty Ending so vile ...

Lonely star in the night How do you keep your light? Among the stretch of dark Threatening to snuff out your essence Lonely star ...

Crunchy grass, withered flowers; my yard’s a desert. I smile as dark clouds hang low overhead. Birds stop singing. I smile: Rain.  

veins distended and muscles taut the pressure mounts upon my head and my skull caves in black thoughts swirl and unfurl my tongue madness ...

No you will not silence me For I have spoken, all my needs No you will not temper me For I have gifted, you ...

As you slowly showed me it was okay for me to open up to you. I didn’t fear the free-fall anymore.  If I suffered ...

The woman you seek Shall be yours In this game You insist on playing   She will lay by Your side With a bitterness ...

Out of the blue You became my life Small and meek You crawled into my heart Born into innocence You became my world Soft ...

Water whispers in the trees; the drops cool my skin. Running in the rain…