Your time has not come, not yet! The sand trickles slowly, Down the hourglass Thanking the heavens above, You take a slow and deep breath With your loved ones around you   Now the roads seem empty and vacant, Once bubbling with hurrying souls As the days morph into night To see the gift of Read more…

The path forks and twists and bends As it muddles you with clouded thoughts Sensing your trepidation and pang Should you dare take the leap of faith Or unsheathe your blade   For some it is uncharted and unkind While others find it monotonous Lying politely ahead of you It stands there to be trampled Read more…