What if there was no love? Architect’s specs from above. Whether there is a God question not. Just give a moment for these thoughts. It would be as if a structure had no beams; doomed to rupture. What magic it is that bonds together? That makes weight light as a feather. Wonder we would in…

Through A Page Dimly

It may take a book to see how lofty I tend to be. Could I ever even see it then as my life spills from a pen? Shall I write myself amongst stars? Above the fray, fast past all the scars? I can surprise myself how so easy the little things serve to please me….