Golden brittle leaves Crackle underfoot, Even though its Spring, Season of rabbits and rebirth, Flower petals and Passover. […]
Cycles
The darkness only lasts Until the dawn, Storm clouds are Eventually split By the heat of the sun. […]
This little black notebook Is almost full, Each page covered in Black ink scrawled verses and rhymes, Drops […]
Passing through eternity, Through the cycles of infinity. Things grow and flourish, Decay and die, Each end a […]
