


Days drift while leaving; into the twilight evening; followed by the dark night; then mornings blessed light….
Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin… an erratic…
Am I here, As weariness sets in. Lost in the veiled mysteries of, What is meant to be?…
How do I make sense of this? It leaves me breathless. As I stare into the dark abyss….
Have you ever felt like your life is just throwing rocks in the dark hoping to hit something?…