Tonight I sat on a lonely shore In hopes of healing from the wounds of war With somber eyes, I stared into the water And saw my face upon it slowly gather Along with stars and comets passing by, I saw my tears swimming in the sky I wondered how I'll ever cross this sea … Continue reading How to Cross a Sea
"The language of God is silence" - RumiGather aroundIn twos, threes, and foursAt sundownOn the last day of fallGather aroundAnd hold each other's heartsThere is but one yearningGather aroundAnd listen to the sad song of lifeGather aroundAnd hear the silent flute of destinyGather aroundIn twos, threes, and foursAnd listen...Can you hear the whisper of the … Continue reading Sacred Whisper
My beloved 12 year old daughter asked me to share my story with you. I am having a difficult time deciding what to write, and from which point to start. Perhaps I should begin from the present and work my way back to the past. I’ve been in prison for 12 years now. I received … Continue reading THE BOY AND HIS SAND CASTLE
"Never waste a good crisis" - Winston ChurchillWelcome to the new worldSay goodbye to the oldThere is no turning backShed your fears and your tears Move on, move on...Don't just sit thereGrow!Grow like a giant treeAnd spread your branches heavenwardsUp towards the glittering starsKiss the moonAnd light a torch from the blazing sun
This is my first night in prison. Its past midnight, and I’m in solitary confinement. The lights are permanently on, and I’m sitting on my bed, (a thin beige cot on top of a grey slab of concrete), with my back against the wall. I’m looking straight ahead, but my mind is elsewhere. My life … Continue reading NIGHTMARES AND DAYDREAMS
Helen Keller lost her ability to speak, hear and see after catching scarlet fever as a young child. In one of the most moving passages in her autobiography, she writes about how grateful she is for being able to touch a tree and still remember how it looked like... Her story inspired me to write … Continue reading Let it be said
Why do modern society’s produce disintegrated human beings? I lost my wing,That I once had,With which I used to fly Beyond the cloud,Beyond the stars,Beyond this earthly realm And now I live,Alone inside,This empty lonely loft I once was whole,I’m shattered now,I’m such a scattered mess! My body is here,My mind is there,And my soul … Continue reading Modern Man
