The Ghost Beside Me
A ghost sat beside me, rocking slowly on the small, wooden chair. In the steely silence I could hear only two things; the rhythmic beating of my heart and the creaking of that chair. I […]
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One Pane of Glass
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.
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The Risen Man
…they will forever be bound in the life that births their quest, and the quest that births their life.
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One Changing Paradigm (A Lover’s Thirst)
There are few things in life like knowing a purpose in the aloneness where I have found both sanctuary and life.
