Drawn to places of stars, drawing me – Further afar.Pathways dotted with deer Knowing I Have no fear in the gnosis of My going. Breeze whispering dawn. Venus – Pulsating in The horizon – Over movements of trees. Song Swaying like the seas of the seasonsHaving arrays of reasons in their ways. Where I talk the walk of The...

It's been locked away for so longYou're asking me to allow you the keyTo push open the door that's so strongLetting you see what can never beDo you hear the thud, thud, thudDo you know what it could beDo...

Looking back, quantum dust - Connecting the present to the past.All that was said and done -When we thought we would never be Done&Dead. Today, I reach forth for yesterday -Wondering how far the wandering of existence will take me into the horizon. Between here...

Why do angles cry?    On angelic faces,    Leaving tracks behind.    Leaving traces,    On a wound,    That cannot heal.    From lashes of words,    Made from steel.        Why do the tears fall from grace?    Upon this fragile place.    Weeping and    Wallowing    From this ache.        Why does it feel like I am losing control?    This never-ending...