Down this dark
rabbit hole,
I willingly run.
Haunted by dreams
in colors,
of the muted sun.
Pondering my fate
visions dance,
till they’re done.
~Mark Schutter ©2015
Days drift on, rhythms of a soft breeze. Oh, my God, won’t you catch me, please. I’m free-falling……
Mom – Where do I start? Well let me explain, no, there is too much let me sum…
No matter, What swirls around me. No worries, When nothing makes sense. In my doubt, I will stand…
I believe in magic And deeper mystery Of love Romance And adventure I believe in healing And grace…
I see you crying and, my heart hurts for you. May your tears be few. The pain you…
I have lost my faith, not my belief my faith. I have misplaced it, and it cannot be…
