Gates of Heaven

A throwback ink wash and crayon drawing that I completed many years ago. The sentiment still rings true,…

If I open my chest, Reaching in with trembling hands, And if I gave you my heart. Would…

Hold memories close Sunsets fade into sunrises Facing east we dream Winters in full bloom Sparkling snow a…

As I sit in muted silence The incessant ringing in my ear Thoughts of This and that Dissolve…

Sometimes you have to walk away… Chapter 3 began taking shape in my mind following a conversation with…

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