Winter Nights
I have always said that you can tell the state of my soul when I sit down at a piano.
As I Wander
A wandering soul is searching for something that he knows not. Looking for just a glimmer of hope somewhere, somehow, some way, but he finds nothing – nothing more than what has already been. But…
Hopeful, Hopeless, Fearful, Dauntless
Hopeful; in one moment, my mind can see right through the shielding clouds
As the Candle Flickers
Candles don’t flicker in a vacuum. The flame cannot sustain inside the vacuum where there is no oxygen so the flame dies immediately. Outside of a vacuum though where a flame can survive, what makes…
What Can These Two Eyes See?
Far off in the distance I look What can these two eyes see? A glance at the future to find What is out there for me
Let Me Be a Fool
Lord, grant me wisdom and understanding, For I feel like a pathetic fool. But if that’s what I am, Let me be a fool Tucked away in your arms.
Recollections of the Past
“From resentment or excessive preoccupation with the past” “Deliver me Jesus.” Preoccupation with the past? How so?
Mausoleum of My Memories
I feel like a specter, haunting halls once troddenA shadow cast where light once burned bright.I stalk the ground where familiar footsteps once trekked. A funny feeling, to feel like a ghost in a land…