liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...
Part of me
wanted to steal...
Sing like it's your last breath
Waste no precious time...
THE DEEP THOUGHTS OF A SPIRITUAL MAN
As I fix my gaze upon the beauty of this world...
god sent his son (haiku)
to die for lost ones...
I hope all the Angels drink coffee
And they pull for the Atlanta Braves...
If life was a rose garden
Then we would be those flowers...
White fabric outline's the true silhouette
of me...
Always think things through
Ponder a little while...
Lacuna*
If you go into yourself...
I’m like a flower grown from a seed
Waiting to bloom and brightly shine...
In the dripping dark,
Deep, deep underground...