Monthly Archives: March 2017

On the river of hope I floated my dream Raw and exposed It meant What was seen   On the river of hope Came a thought To me Is there time left? For the thread of angels Too save me … Continue reading →

Time Time to go home Time to get ready Ready for a long seasons end   Time To see them again They wait Wait for me And so does she   She who is most of all, most of me … Continue reading →

Does it burn   The land beneath your feet?   Does the heart of heart   Weaken strong legs, that know no sleep?     Does the chore   Of climbing mountains unheard   Make the grit of grinding teeth … Continue reading →