Chainschains that hold me to the groundchains that keep me solidly boundchains that tether my heart to youchains that only one truth...

PartingOne is strong, a child now grownThe other weak, a parent aged-The strong once feebleThe weak once mighty-Time, the infinityhas marked them...

Soul SisterEvoking all my inner goodnesswith bastions of timeI cradle your heartsisterly into mine...

Saturated Arrogance...imprisoned musescried to be freeshe took away their quillsand saiddo not bother me...

Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...

The Unexpected GiftTorn asunder from her slumberin the hour of half past threeThe child knew the tyrannical regimeand followed instinctively.-(slice from Enigmatic Evolution)

We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love.

Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.

Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.

The secret and the sacred are sisters. When the secret is not respected, the sacred vanishes. Consequently, reflection should not shine too severe or aggressive a light on the world of the soul.

Good character is not formed in a week or a month. It is created little by little, day by day. Protracted and patient effort is needed to develop good character.

It takes a loyal gardener to tend roses.

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death.

Just for a moment, amid all the bad stuff, this was a happy place again.