Taking The Baton

Fluid rhythm with flowing gentle tone. All of my faculties, fit you for a throne. You will find that I tried to set you free. I would shatter wind if you wished it to be. If any tune or tone is not what you can stand, I’d take up the podium, steady it with my…

Hindsight’s Sight 

Forget please do the tumultuous storms. Leave behind what from our regret’s born. I would not be what I have forgot, but I try and see that which I am not. A learned person looks back to discover with their passions that which to recover. Leave behind what regret finds. Open your eyes, not stuck…