The old man is standing,
Why? the bus does not stop here...
I take to my pen as weird thoughts fly about
Politics a game of thrones...
The dry leaves nourish my garden
Why always the sweeping and blowing them away...
Intersecting past and future, ‘is now’!
You need to learn the art of self-discovery...
Under the mantle of a star filled African night
I listen to the wind in that majestic setting...
I want somebody, to tell what is the soul of a...
God is playing on my mind...
some-times we need to fall on the ground,
to appreciate the view...
I have no intention, for my words to spark an...
my only wish is to articulate in imagery...
spiritual dreamers set the imagination on fire
searching scripture for answers...
words of wisdom, words of hope
a worthy write indeed...
sitting here with my page
in the dark. of the morning night...
precious memories
oh! how they linger toughing my soul...