What about sunriseWhat about the falling rainWhat about the things you saidThe things you said we were to gainEverything we would gainCrimson sky is coldEmpty promises you toldNow the light is greyWatching futures fade awayJust shadows todayBroken wordsFading birdStill...

I want to make you feel God's loveThat he gave to usWithout even askYes also God's love is pureThat he gave to usWe are also happy to receiveSome free God's loveYes we are also his childrenThat he made with...

Dying, she said,"Toss my ashes to the northern lights, to drift among birches and be buried by snow." Ashes remain urn'edgathering dust within dust,but sun bursts crack the porcelainand sets within hearts' twilight

And you chew on my hand,skin and bone,like a mangy dogstill believingin one last caress. You chew on my hand,thirsty for touch,for a point of focus,for the image that loopslike a tired mirror:you chewing on my hand. My hand that strokes...