Hope
Running for and from hope simultaneously, it’s the
journey that holds and gifts the
greatest impact. No matter whether we receive a
shiny new toy or a lump of coal,
Santa remains the same.
Cold evening walks
Searching for peace of mind and spirit
Finding Discipline
Peace
Thunder angrily surfs along the wicked waves of
wind, an amateur who never fails
to wipe out against the power lines. Freshly-brewed
Barry’s tea steams steadily at
the lack of attention it’s receiving—understandable,
is it not? Our eyelids nod as
if in agreement and soon there’s nothing more to
do but dream of the incredible.
Divine serenity
Something unharnessed and swift
Elusive and sweet
B.A.M.
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