Reflection

Why did a butterfly lay it's beautiful wings on my hand?
It's widespread belief that Butterflies...

Pray be still, I have found it here
A place where sweet innocence reappears
With sacred...

As I stand at the graveside
of an unknown poet
overgrown are the weeds
a tombstone...

A mystery of mysteries
this old life given to me
why do I fight the foe?
within these...

Is it possible that science has changed the world and its face forever?
I often see my...

Does anyone know why in life
we do not get to choose our families
but we do...

In all the lifetime's I've had
and many more to come
I’ve been here before
I know you...

When life
overwhelms you
and you truly believe
that you are worth nothing...
...

I close my eyes and you are dead
on opening them
you are right there in front of me
...

If love was really lust and lust was really love
what type of love would you like to have?
...

I am glass—
fractured by yesterday’s storm,
the metallic scent of splintered silence
...

Is there no way out of the mind?
you would think a door or window would help?
sometimes it...

The aged man observes the child,
Whose gaze he meets not far from him.
A cherub's smile...

Oh, how I long for the whiteness
of a cold room
how I wish not to see the daffodils
...

Standing underneath
admiring these magnificent succulent green leaves
admiring its big juicy...

People don't know exactly what your presence truly means...

How it works?

​​​​​​The Mirrors...

As if the Lazarus in her
is now planted deep within me
although a burning desire of the...