He’s too good for this world, yet this world needs goodness like his more than ever.
Clear liquid cascading down into the gentle quiet pool below. Moonlight glinting off the soft water. Ebony night surrounds me.
Whisked awayWhence heaven leftMidnight oilWords to ink
When you were young and fairThe bloodied sword cut awayInnocence at the age of two,A…
Pressed down, ground in dirt,Like herbs in a stone pestle.Fragrance rises up.