


Colored dreams surge through my mind. Overhead covered blanket of gray skies. Imagination walks paths of colored dreams….
Fire… ashes to ashes and dust to dust. Passion… is so much more than luck. Love… flames and…
What is faith, the hope of things unseen? Events happen throughout our lives, hard times come with often…
Your love may or may not change others. But that is not your concern you must love anyway….
My fears alone are prowling in the dark, their hungry eyes see and haunt me. Â An invisible storm…
“Isn’t a single drop sometimes enough?” ~M