The thought of growing old in this world concerns me. This life of constant judgment and turmoil is not my Utopia. We are left with the maddening ways of an untoward generation. Life’s finale grows in complication. I wish for a simple ending; to reach my destination on this inward journey. Continue reading Simple Finale
Marooned beneath the clouds Finally, the rain subsides; Embracing the sun. ———- Riding gentle flows Surrender to the motion Peace over the falls Continue reading Calm
Annoyed by the light dusting of precipitation; expected something more profound. The lingering humidity, an unpleasant reminder of this disappointment. Continue reading Turning Point
Tiny windows; Thoughts distracted. Knowledge failing; Day’s reaction. Devils lurking; sunlight blinding. Expectations. Continue reading Blindsided
