I Feel Like A Curtain

It Was As Though The Darkness Was A Sheet Of Raw Cookie Dough And Someone Had Just Taken A Cookie Cutter And Made A Child-sized Shape Out Of It.

Amazing How Hope Lives. Without Air Or Water, With Hardly Anything At All To Nurture It.

Through Wind, And Tempest, Storm, And Rain; The Calm Shall Be Buried Inside Of Me; A Warm Stone, Heavy And Dry; The Root, The Source, A Weapon Against Pain

Funny How Certain Things Stay With You.

I Will Make A Pact With You: I Will Do It If You Will Do It, Always And Forever. Take Down The Walls.