What Crosses My Mind

  • Beyond Moments

    If in breath, a gasp, an eye glance, worlds interact with indifferent realities, only to provide expression, if only then might we understand. While a horizon away, a family struggles to recognize the wealth of their local dream, while on the other side, a smile. If during some compelling summer we all recognize theirs is…

  • Holding the Edge

    We have to be so immediate in our caution the world exists based upon our action while in a moment I cry, in seconds later I wonder why the beauty around me escapes my eyes. Lost in a cloud of circumstantial worry, I am allowed only that brief respite to be one with my identity…