...For, ever on the wing//Every path can be crossed...
We want more than we are, and to be more than we are. The tension brings rise to imagination-captivating inventions that bring us closer to the Middle.
Not a one deserves to be proud except servants and benevolent kings
Chimeric ebullience is all my vessel Swathing as the springtime mistral For enthralling and enchanting is all that might stupefy Lest you crack the icy enamel with a sanguine sigh And take to the wing as a swift Agile
A thousand lives pass by thirty-thousand and six feet below and yet I think it's me wasting away because for every mile passed, I'm less than a minute older and yet a lifetime closer to the places imagination takes us. In this moment of muted melody I come by scraps of peace and,... Continue Reading →
The air I breathe is stifling me I swear I'll run away when I've got all I need to pave The safe road, brick by brick, stone by stone And then I realize the ground ends at the sky So I'll affix some wings and catch the warm breeze in spring But for now in... Continue Reading →