The path behind is twisted, the path ahead unknown.

“This lamp that burns within letting me burn the grief, agony, confusion ”

“The stars are but tears shed by a miriad of unrequited dreams; each sparks with…”

“Tired of the sea,I need a tree that will hold my thoughts with birdsong;not tid…”

“Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Most of my beholders are blind.”