In the light, in the bright bright light, in the light, I come alive, I come alive, and I thrive, I thrive in the light, and it rouses me into gentility, but it gives me strength, strength as I sit, and I grow in it, and with every ray, how warm it is, and how…
Read more →In the kindness of strangers, may you find your way, and in their company, may you be surprised, and may they bring light to your day, for in every person there is goodness, come whatever bringeth the day.
Read more →In the hullabaloo of you, in the hullabaloo of you, you are agitated and discombobulated, in the hullabaloo of you, for you do not know what you want, and you do not know you, so, in the hullabaloo of you, would you please try to remain calm, for I do not want to cause you…
Read more →In the ground below, my sleeping friend, you lay, you lay as my sorrow flows, for it has not been that long, and I am in pain, that you had to go, and I wish it was not so, and as my tears they fall to the Earth, my heart aches and I am broken…
Read more →In the footsteps that you walk, in the words that you say, and with whom you talk, and in the heart and the mind, do not let negative retorts disturb you, and ignore those ignorant few, who are less courteous than you, and do not let those ignorant few bully you, and do not let…
Read more →In the folly as the water flows, it is funny, funny what made people happy in the days gone by, funny that people with more money than sense, created these spaces to enjoy, kind of eccentric but charming, in the great grounds of some house somewhere, where the owners have let their imaginations run wild,…
Read more →Here I am, stood in the fields with the wheat, sorting the chaff, sorting out my thoughts, as the sky above inspires me without a pause, and the clouds they float on by of their own accords, they float on by like rebels without a cause, and me, I am rather sedentary amongst nature, and…
Read more →In the faces of war, how haunting the looks, that we have seen so many times before, in the faces of war, how much pain and suffering there is, and how much agony in the cold vacant stares, and in the numbness, numbness that eviscerates any coherent thoughts, it is terror repeated, a terror repeated…
Read more →In the distance of time, in the distance of time between you and me, there is beauty in silence, there is silence in beauty, and reflection of a magnitude rarely felt, and in the silence, I long to reach out my hand to yours, but it is nowhere to be seen, and it is but…
Read more →In the deathly hallows sorrow grows, in the deathly hallows where hardly anyone goes, in between the trees, with the large branches casting the shadows, across the ground, the boggy ground that waters the Earth all around, where the owls hoot and the animal’s scoot, and there is a kind of fear in the air,…
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