“What a beautiful day this is, Woodstock!” ~Snoopy
Knowing that the world and all people desire and crave grace Knowing sometimes there is no justice in…
My reflection, softly floats on the surface of mirrored glass, staring back at me. It only takes, a…
My heart beats against the night The coming hues of dark invade With the fading of the light…
I hold a vision from here to there Where I can see things of memory The path lays…
There is death. And whatever is matters. And whatever happens has consequences, and it and they are irrevocable…
