What if my roar should silence all I crave? And in your course, I seem a passing fire? Still, hope does burn beyond what caution gave, That stars might bind our paths in warm desire.
A Lion’s Roar Beneath the Stars
Light a Flame
If stars must wander, free to fly, then tell me—are we meant to try? Or will this light, so fiercely bright, fade to embers in the night?
XVI The Tower
So here we remain, in this twilight refrain, caught between freedom and comfort’s chain.
vicissitudes
my eyes aren't used to all this blinding light, my ears refuse all these deafening sounds, my nose rejects all the smokes and dusts in flight, and my heart yearns that place where love abounds. a stranger i am to this place I don't belong! alas! this city isn't what it seems to be: t'is... Continue Reading →
0 The Fool
the clouds rolled in and covered my skies,dark they have become like my sun will never rise.the winds were piercing and the rain was cold,all these were brought in by endings unforetold. now the clouds are gone and i can see all the starsagainst the clear evening skies, glistening like scarsof past hurts i can’t... Continue Reading →
Zenith IRLs 