A lone manin simple pantsand a simple shirtin a quiet room says: We have ruined so much, we could become so...
The waves lapping at the shore come from a forgotten place like the light of a star long since exploded....
We walk through the desert to a God who has forgotten us.
There is light from overhead. And there is full-moon light that leaks through your walls. Light that seeps through...
Haikus that touch the heart of my passions and my quest for answers and fun.
Suddenly, no other words on the page mattered. I saw in these words such simple power, such truth, that I couldn’t ignore it. I saw there, too, a poem.
Let's make this year usher in a fabulous new era of the mind, the soul, and the world.
Create.
Opportunities for yourself.
Hold your foot in the door even though it’s slamming into your foot over and over again.
When the door closes,
Kick that wall until you break open another try.
