Tangled in the black and white nothing seems certain  once where your fragrance guided me to such a sweet place now the ache of not knowing leads the reins I took for granted the littlest of things not knowing how…

  When walking in what feels like a dark tunnel what brings hope is a flicker of light, no matter how small, at the end of the tunnel. Faith is something personal and either the person has it or doesn't…

  My sister in law is a well-loved elementary school teacher. The other day while she was at the grocery store trying to go quickly and being mindful of her every movement a child-student saw her and came running up…

That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. Source: Leaves of Grass (1892)