There is little value in the debt of rage; the casualty of regret is an often insurmountable wage.

Tear forth radiance of day, clouds shall not hinder!
Here at the budding branch; life is born anew.
Away with death; of winter!
Whose bleak bedding buries all existence in view.

We are all educators of what we know, and students of what we desire to know most.

The river does not cease flow along the mountain bend, and when it falls it is a glorious sight to behold.
Its journey results in the vast, placid sea.

The grass may be greener on the other side, but your presenting demeanor determines the attitude you abide.

A perception torn; a deception born