

In myself, I have no right to ask As I tentatively crawl to Your throne In myself, I…
Hold memories close Sunsets fade into sunrises Facing east we dream Winters in full bloom Sparkling snow a…
My reflection, softly floats on the surface of mirrored glass, staring back at me. It only takes, a…
Saturday Night Thoughts – Death I have been thinking about death a lot recently. But, not in any…
To paraphrase Soren Kierkegaard, life must be lived forward but can only be understood backwards. Thus, does it…