Tuesday, August 18, 2009


Pressing past my past
Envisioning what's to come
To feel the new beauty
And hope for it to last
I see so many futures
Yet I am troubled by the pain
That comes from simple living
In efforts yet to gain
But beyond the many failures
Come peace from up above
And save us from our hateful lives
With small tokens of love


  1. It is fascinating, the way you conjure such profound concepts from words..you are a wordsmith par excellence!
    How often do we dwell in the soothing lap of dreams, to escape from the harshness of "simple living"... yet, if we were only receptive to the small "tokens of love", as you put it, which, accumulatively, or indeed, in their own unique ways, have much significance, we would find much happiness!
    Thank you for such a wonderful piece!

  2. Oh, and the image is awesome... together, with your verse, it forms a potent combo!

  3. Thank you my friend! You have discovered my meaning in this piece. I have found new love both in a woman and in life in general. It drives me in new directions. Thank you for your encouragement!

  4. I wish you luck in your "pursuits"! :)