A Reason For Love

I get so swallowed by the echo that bellows and sways in tune to the edges of the dark room where here you’re not so soon. Trainwrecks and plane crashes have come askew through news. I don’t think they know that here a tragedy that many suffer pursues. It is the hopes and dreams made…

Where Day & Night Begin

Be true be specific, what it is you do I know. Be who you are dear not what you put on for show. Don’t wait any longer for your sail bends a westerly wind, sending you off chasing where day and night they do begin.