I light a candlefor the birth of a new self,autumn is a timeto fall gently and unearthtreasures of…
Am I the lighthouse,a source of silent strength toguide the dreamer home?Or am I a billowing…
I have forgottenwhat it was like to witnessstillness and wonder — but old songs carry me back…
I am an autumnleaf left forgotten by spring,I am a grave of nostalgic musings buried…
I am but a grainof sand buried under theseshores that do not knowmy way, shape, or form —…
I am constantlysearching for the great and thebeautiful — but morethan anything, I wish…
Those evergreen wordsseem to evade me everytime I try to writethem down — perhaps I am notworthy…
I do not fear a blank page as much as I feara despondent soulunwilling to fill the space — I can only…
I have dwelt belowthis ominous sky, lyingin lowly fields, yetnever at rest — the…
I am standing stillwithout understanding whatI am standing for — I am easily shaken…