May your peace come meet you halfway...
Meet You Halfway
Coughing, Coughing
We etched our names into the Tree of Life//Giggling childishly, nervous to be caught...
You Might As Well Dream
And if, at first//It's not all as it seems//Life isn't, either//So you might as well dream
As We Adapt
The age of discovery, now ancient history//Derivative as we adapt
The Magic of Real Life
A coffee and pen//Daydreaming again//Trying to imitate the magic of real life//As I write
Made to be Trees
Remember some seeds weren't made to be trees...
I Lend a Thought
I lend a thought unto thee // My true Love, my Home to Be
This Lovely Everything
I need to see something beautiful because I have fallen out of awe...
This Wild Grace
The road that once was ill-defined will never now be without trace...
December Rose 