What will you create today, my dear?
What is your lump of clay...

When death news visit me
I stop to ponder why...

Death's door opens,
You just stepped in...

The snow fell around the tree
On Christmas day...

A femur lies on a pile,
Eaten away in the centre...

There is no phase,
In unconditional love...

Universal energy like a river flows,
Flows around, flows everywhere...

Mummy's having a baby,
I overheard daddy telling Granny...

I often smile, like a chimp,
Cause that's what I believe...

How do I project myself?
I have not even tried...

Words flow out,
Like misty balls...

Trawling through the net,
Thousand jobs a posted...