Each day we're woven into the celestial quilt...
Our Celestial Quilt
Hence.
I wish to be known for standing hence.
The Waking World
Lay claim to the vibrant ebullience that is the waking world...
Sing to Me
Now I stand here, facing the -mare and the dream. I sing to my beloved, and she sings to me.
Old Clouds
With lethargic vim, the clouds roll overhead as I hope they do when I'm 94
Apocryphal State
Is this not the same place in which most men die?
I Shall Not Sleep Instead
A senseless adage of “early to rise, early to bed,” so I shall not sleep instead
Do I Stand, Forgotten
Do I stand, forgotten, as I forget myself?
Vibrations
We do our best to live our very best life, but mayhaps our best life is the afterlife, and mayhaps that was the mystery grasped by the world long ago.
