Prayers. Need. Love. Hope.

I try and try and try.

Then die.

The honour in stories shared. The hope. The unending journeys.

Walk.
Pray.
Wake.
Beg.

Sing. Dance. Laugh. Grow. Fly. Smile. Love.

Tide flows and ebb
Clocks tick
Eyes scan.
Into and through the night.
But finally, I must rest. Tomorrow's plans. Unfortunately, these urgencies must wait again.

You walk. And walk. And walk.
Walk.
I love. You love. We walk.
Away.
She smiles. Welcomes. Loves.

Why start this blog? To post the private publicly yet privately. What you will see: the product/result of times when I need to express the most.

Yes!

When I turn on the TV and the radio, I am quite positive their speech and visuals are being directed to keep my attention.  However, when asking my roommate and friend separately, they both de