One who believes he is but one-step away – IS!
THE RUSTLE OF LEAVES (Poem 35)
The Rustle of Leaves Left there slipping ever so gently beneath the stones where it lay un-rested Time challenges to summon the occasional question but leaves […]
These Golden Opportunities
Specificity becomes the operative force in generality when one understands the dynamics associated with purpose. This oxymoronic conjoining may well apply itself within this logic and […]