"It is no measure of health to be well...
to a profoundly sick society.&quot...

Sometimes I feel hopelessly all alone
when no one bothers to call on the phone...

If you were time you would be the present
That would raise my spirit like a perfect gift...

Heart is a vessel
in which life force is contained...

Heaven's the shores
high above a cloud...

I have this feeling from deep within
What is to come has already been...

Vice Versus Virtues
Despair's the opposite of Hope...

Heavenly bodies circle the earth
Wind fire and rain await a rebirth...

There was no site to separate light
Or day and night in the eyes of the unborn...

An angel fell from the sky
how she danced and played...

Is heaven the place we place our gods
Or are we placed what are the odds...

Kindness of God's mercy is always there
For sinners whom are willing to receive...