Random Thoughts
Those tears clouding your eyes and the joy in your heart are often all you ever will need to know about life.
Those tears clouding your eyes and the joy in your heart are often all you ever will need to know about life.
It is a fire I’ve known well, built in the moments of darkness where no light was assured, kindled in those times when I was frozen to the bone.
Moments before I had looked up at you, watching you bite your lower lip in time with the rhythm of your hips.
There, this man finds himself knowing a depth eternal in its scope, not waning in the process of knowing itself in sadness.
There are few things in life like knowing a purpose in the aloneness where I have found both sanctuary and life.
Loud is the voice of memory, shaking both the flesh and the heart of a warrior who’s left his sword and shield out beyond the gates of his Thermopylae.