Sanctioning contemplation at a higher level of concentration, performing at exceptional realms of thoughtful existence, while I am filled with a quiet solace, bringing a genuine calmness into my being.

To make it through our existences we must be willing to helpone another, no matter the cost or sacrifice because we areall connected unconditionally soul to soul.We are, at best, very little beings, yet within we have thepotential to do great things.Hold onto your dreams, hopes, discoveries, but remember toshare them with others lest they…

Starting over, beginning new reflections to mirror abhorrent pastimes now being washed away forever.Nothing able to mar their new freedom in gigantic pools of illumination.A whole new ocean of thoughts flowing and ebbing in tidal waves of poetical versions,heading this way in duly noted antipathy and beauty

thing traced back to sorrow and a sadness alwaysfilling me with it’s tasty morsels of grief consumingme.At times I feel overburdened with loss and it’sloneliness.Turning always to writing to fill me up, yet it neverdoes and here I am doing it anyway with a hopeful faiththat one day I may be away from it.

Treading water in my mind, waving to the person I long to be, but have only just begun.Stung by the cacophony of turmoil others have caused.Injustice thrown from behind closed doors, hurting me unmercifully with no end in sight.

No one will notice, as I walk away into my own sunset.