What Crosses My Mind

  • Where Time Lays Path

    ~ If a measure could suggest definition, Would we cease succession of passion. While all around humanity play travails Might we all become a cutting prevails. ~ Search the world over for recompense Only then discover all momentous tense Realizations begin only again when slow Mind unyielding decides somehow show. ~ When in childhood needn’t…

  • In Harps and Violins

    Where I would like to be when I pass along my legacy, without the notion of morbid reality I would wish to be in a lift an elevation of state of mind you see We are part of this world of constant scrutiny far more lethal it seems in the internal quest toward sanity, than…

  • We Live Human Lives

    ~ We live human lives. Together we define how society might perceive our world, their natural abundance is imagined through his eyes, her ideals designed to speak to someone else who might just well, be the same, have a similar internal sketchpad on how each perception we suggest, choose to live out, imagine, fantasize, provide idyllic scrutiny,…