Love was made for you and me
By my father...
Enlightenment,
a state of consciousness...
Plagiarism
is the vice of those...
In the quiet moments, I find my heart,
Whispers of worries as shadows depart...
They would not let God
into His own house...
I live in Toronto
For 46 years now...
Let the king of my heart
Wash my soul...
Red
hoodies...
Why does the dead fish still stir
toward the unbitten bait...
Marlene you are God's child
Marlene you lived a long time already...
When I was a little boy
I used to make...
The hourglass narrows—
time’s throat swallows lies...