The Problem Is
The problem is that we’ve let it drift. When you leave Love to the moon-eyed It will always go wrong in the end. The ones with mist about their bones Who let their thoughts...
Author: Thomas W Evans
On My Feet
On my feet I feel the care taken for us, Keen honed and aching up my legs. Everywhere I look I can see the effort expended. All those streams of finance guided to just...
Devil in the Details and God Everywhere Else
You’re camped out on my tongue; Radiating divine patience, Beatific compassion, Or whatever it is you are wont to do. Though you make your presence known, In moments of extremism, Riding on the back...
