Silhouetted against the setting sun
Living a faithful tension of spirit
Lines imprison the light shining within
Ghosts are patiently waiting & alive
Dreams awake moving in dark shadows
Mists of smoky haze rise ever slowly
 I am solid finally real or only just
An outline in the dark
~Maleko ©2013
You’ve most likely heard it said to be kind as everyone is fighting a battle nobody else knows…
Knowing that my physical death is certain, but the time of death is uncertain; Knowing that my life…
There is a small light, always shining in the dark. If only we would stop and look, so…
How do I make sense of this? It leaves me breathless. As I stare into the dark abyss….
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. ~Charles Dickens
