


searching for dirt paths just past the pavements bend to wash my soul clean ~Mark Schutter ©2015
In my want let me be grateful. In my sorrow, let me feel joy. In my fear, let…
a tattered soul hangs in the air broken memories litter the stairs behind the chaos tired and torn…
Standing outside heaven’s curtain Restless in sight of heavens grasp In the basement of the dark of night…
Spent some time today chasing one or two of my passions. This a work in progress from the…