The first step from the beach into the ocean always gives me goosebumps. There's always a deep tug in my heart, a longing so primal it could be a childhood memory or a feeling on its own, the need to be by the water. To think of it, imagine the sound of the waves, remember [...]
I screamed "danger, danger", though no one could hear me No one would hear me Because the truths we don't want to hear are just foreign words.
Never again an intangible whisper in the dusk, or on the breeze of night
"Metaphor for the night sky: a trillion asterisks and no explanation." Robert Brault
What am I running from? ...Or what am I running towards?
But here is my goal- To live a life in defiance of time, man-made phenomenon, dictator of opportunities.
For someone who loves words, and loves telling stories There are very few secrets I want to keep Only a few moments I'd like to keep to myself Not that many memories I put in the little music box. For some things when shared are ruined They wilt when they are exposed to the surface [...]