To my love,  Will you be my north star and my will to fight? The one who will hold me throughout the night. My muse and ...

I see evening sunbeamsstealing through the sky’s seams —I wonder what it means. Are they the streamsof forgotten cosmic dreamsbreaking freefrom the atmosphere’sholy levees? ...

Spring is not vanishing nor dying,Fresh grass reappears in the mossy ravine;There will always be birds in the sky. Clouds do not stop rolling ...

Tread lightly, for this is fragile ground. Be careful not to stumble. Turn your voice down. Be sure to wear a smile. Don’t let ...

Breathe in for 5: My frantic thoughts go flying while I keep crying Begging the demons in my head to stop lying  Struggling to ...

If I give this my all and I do not succeed, maybe it was not meant to be. Perhaps this is not who I ...

Flying with wings at full span,I am the world’s missionary man —delivering hand to hand,without needing to land. I’m carrying the world’s master plan:man-to-man ...

Weary traveler, tired and worn. How long have you weathered this storm? Have your travels made you wild and untamed? Weary traveler, how have ...

Above the trees’ shadowy view,the midday sky is royal blue,and streaky cirrus clouds from Ulurulook like a court jester’s hairdo. I see the wise ...

A day of rest, a day of play,A day to keep sadness away.Drink some good coffee, read a book,Rest your bones in a secret ...