She walks among the meadow green
And dips the dew from daffodils...

Upon the sands of time I lay sleeping
Basking in the breath of sunny afternoons...

Before the horse drawn hearse,
In black top hat and tails...

The Circles of Life
By: Twisted Heart...

Along the path of loneliness
She walks with tender steps...

The glass menagerie
tainted by the amber glow...

Upon the ear there comes a whisper
Tainted words that fail to ease...

Sleep eludes me
My blanket tossed in disarray...

The heart is always searching for a place to...
Outside of broken memories, that haunt it every...

The little bird upon the branch
spread her wings and took her chance...

The autumn leaves are falling
They blanket the earth...

In the midst of controversy,
we ask ourselves, Why...