Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

In the quiet of a day we live,

our lives intermingling away.

What is so sudden about secrets,

their ability to cast shadows

upon the real moments, silent

truths always waiting on peace.

Its manifestation draws confused

souls together, not connecting.

Lost in imbalance are freedoms

the hope and prayers of those

needing a stable explanation.

Without that we’re not visible.

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