Sacred muse
from the pain of many years manifest as heavy chains in fleshly form restrained the beast of sweet success…
I will be okay
counting the days the hours the minutes…
Same old tune
I sense something is coming, a message arrives while I am alone in my prison suddenly I realize I was not alone, there is another of me, I see my prison is a protective fortress I string together the connections, tracing back to from where we came, I search across…
insecure attachment
my path is narrow but it's winding my direction is clear but my destination is elusive I have a home but I feel that I don't fit and when I look for another place I get lost and wander back I used to believe we all…
Ritual of the wise cards
One to cast the cards anew Two will cordon lies from truth Three must shine a ray of light Four pulls back the dark of night Five protects from enemies Six reveals all secret schemes Seven shows us fortune's path Eight completes the maker's math Nine…
In the cards
Ace the whole without a face Two a split in time or space Three is that which is complete Four between the winds compete Five is when a choice is made Six to where our path is laid Seven is the chosen sword Eight is built up to afford Nine…
The Retribution of Hekan: Part 1 - Scene 1
The city is ill. The people are sick. The future is bleak. We all fight to survive.…
Prayer for Healing: "woven in these lines of seven"
in days gone for long ago when a boy was I before angelic but violate without recollection clear my suffering started then in hands that were bound to trust secret demon living near to forgive and to forgo must remember much and mark or imagine total hell to list off…