Whispers

I will wait for you,

Behind the Secret Door.



I heard the voice,

But the message is unclear.



I search for the passage,

A memory pushed back in time.



Uncertain if I want to meet,

The shadows.

Footprints

Tread softly through your life,

Love lingers in the hearts of those you touch.

Seek to spread a smile,

Not to make an imprint.

The footprints you leave will be washed away,

But the memories you create will last forever.

Silence

Big difference between stillness of the soul & emptiness of the heart.

Is silence the absence of sound, or the void of darkness?

Either way, it's deafening.

And lonely...

Mantle-pieces

I love how quiet it gets after it snows,

When the skies finally clear,

And Orion takes his place to watch over me.

Safe, wrapped in a mantle of darkness.

Oh, what a sky this morning...sliver of a crescent moon looking up to Mars I think, on a background of changing blues.

Halcyon

Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a young man who loved the sea.

He followed the ocean road with a ginger cat & an old guitar, led by the stars, defending the weak & weaving dreams. He crafted stories of the Halcyon & the Stormwind Clan, delighting all who would listen.

His laughter could be heard on the wind; his song carried across the waves.

The love that filled his heart will live forever...

"If you jump, I'll beak your fall,

Lift you up & fly away with you into the night."

The Dance

I will never forget being asked to dance one night by my dear friend...as he sat in his wheelchair.

The thought had never crossed my mind that you could dance on wheels.

The thought had never crossed his that he couldn't.

And that's how he embraced this life. With a bright smile, a warm heart, & a joy for living in the moment. His chair didn't confine him, it mobilized him.

The cancer returned, stealthy & swift. The maniacal serial killer that is stalking through my life, adding so many names to his kill list. Special names, belonging to special people.

And his tops the list right now.

Silence

Silence doesn't always mean that the abuse has stopped.

Sometimes, you just give up trying to reach out to people.

Because no one really wants to listen.

Do they.