Tag Archives: Purpose
4-24-16 Tender cotyledons rise through wet decay – Sons of wood, to synthesize the Sun of May. Beside, the recumbent matriarchal bole Bares wistfully her weathered, mossy scroll. Our silent footfalls pause, advance, and pass: In one brief and hallowed … Continue reading
10/31/2015 I feel a cold Autumn wind at my back, and rain, Walking away, or trying, from the past. Had She decreed that you were honest then, or could have loved me well – well, it would not change the … Continue reading
01/14/14 (-02/27/14) As waking from a dream, touched upon my skin airy petals drawing lovely lines along subtle veins; caressing my heart with light whispers hinting without hinting what joy may come unhindered letting go. Hope finds expression here – … Continue reading
11-18-13 Leaves have fallen, scattered Compressed under the cold weight Of November rains. This frigid House feels vacant, save the mildly acrid Plume of smoke rising timidly, Unfurling haplessly from My solitary cigarette. The wine – It’s a Shiraz from … Continue reading
On this day, our purpose, everything there is to know about life, the answer to every question that’s ever been asked by humanity throughout the ages, was fulfilled; in the most singularly perfect, beautiful, and complete manner possible.
I had stepped outside to retrieve something from the car, and happened to notice the moon, suspended low over the Western horizon. The sky crystal clear, I could see her whole looming, sad countenance, even though it was only her … Continue reading