do you wonder who sits in empty seats when you work in empty rooms? Shadows of faces and lives, laughs, loves, and all, all the whispers' who in dust flutter with secrets from the ages while you sit and do not listen. You share the beating of your heart with the emptiness of a white walled room and speak to another who will not listen, who cannot hear what words softly drip From you to her. Words meant only for the dust.

 “If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awoke - Aye, what then?”<!--StartFragment-->                                            &nb...

Creation makes my heart beat faster.

My lover's cries haunt my nights. I held her hand while she let go Life- Her pale skin turned white her warm touch, cold, but gentle. I held her close- my lover's life still stains a shirt hung in a dark closet's corner. No tear made its way from hazel eyes to winter-rosy cheeks. No last words from lip to ear. Only a simple scent- Blood, Jasmine, Street-pavement- and her whimpering cry to echo in that last silence. I crossed her arms kissed her lips one last time and I closed her eyes For good.

My lover's cries haunt my nights. I held her hand while she let go Life- Her pale skin turned white her warm touch, cold, but gentle. I held her close- my lover's life still stains a shirt hung in a dark closet's corner. No tear made its way from hazel eyes to winter-rosy cheeks. No last words from lip to ear. Only a simple scent- Blood, Jasmine, Street-pavement- and her whimpering cry to echo in that last silence. I crossed her arms kissed her lips one last time and I closed her eyes For good.

Winter's walkway lies covered in Death's dust. Cold to touch, it fills my shoes on my effort-filled stumblings through barren lands. A dead forest, Winter's forest, stands before me. Naked and trembling the ice-touch takes their lives. Soon, I will join them. I sit and watch Darkness driving light from earth. We prayed that night: Father, SOn, Holy Ghost and I. They prayed for Incomprehensible Unity but not for I- Pride let himself in as I fought Death's Trembling Touch. There, in the dead fo...

Winter's walkway lies covered in Death's dust. Cold to touch, it fills my shoes on my effort-filled stumblings through barren lands. A dead forest, Winter's forest, stands before me. Naked and trembling the ice touch takes their lives. Soon, I will join them. I sit and watch Darkness driving light from earth. We prayed that night: Father, SOn, Holy Ghost and I. They prayed for Incomprehensible Unity but not for I- Pride let himself in as I fought Death's Trembling Touch. There, in the dead fo...

Winter's walkway lies covered in Death's dust. Cold to touch, it fills my shoes on my effort filled stumblings through baron lands. A dead forest, Winter's forest, stands before me. Naked and trembling the ice touch takes their lives. Soon, I will join them. I sit and watch Darkness driving light from earth. We prayed that night: Father, SOn, Holy Ghost and I. They prayed for Incomprehensible Unity but not for I- Pride let himself in as I fought Death's Trembling Touch. There, in the dead for...

Winter's walkway lies covered in Death's dust. Cold to touch, it fills my shoes on my effort filled stumblings through baron lands. A dead forest, Winter's forest, stands before me. Naked and trembling the ice touch takes their lives. Soon, I will join them. I sit and watch Darkness driving light from earth. We prayed that night: Father, SOn, Holy Ghost and I. They prayed for Incomprehensible Unity but not for I- Pride let himself in as I fought Death's Trembling Touch. There, in the dead for...

A shame faced boy exits the dumpster His mother follows shortly. The yellow diesel monster Rumbles down our court lights flashing, and exhaust Pouring forth their mystic futures. The shame faced boy looks into the dream or nightmare, but for now is put at ease as classmates skip to songs of freedom Down the same 3:15 sidewalk. Its only difference the redyellow burst scattered cross concrete-- A gift from Autumns Angels when Color comes from dark skies-- And now the round child's daily diligen...