There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
Oh, knower of my heart, this trembling voice cries out in words that cannot begin to tell how deep my longing is for thee.
I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;
A subtle movement, a facial expression, a particular posture, the constant hint of danger; as if he were here again,
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows