Blind man, come forth to the sound of light;
played through the strings of Never...
In the sweetness of that voice,
made of every earthly sin...
Though time has gone by
And people have left you behind...
My emotions flow within
they are intense and tingle...
She stared at the
unreachable heaven...
A bittersweet joy:
starting the last book of your...
If we could swim deep in vortex
And we justify corporate world...
Tuesday morning
I drove home from the interstate...
The vapor sacks
dwelling places of my clairvoyant thoughts...
Bickering and slanderous
tongues wander about from...
When people die have you ever wondered to...
What they were thinking as their clock was...
Four Angels
Birmingham, Alabama...