For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Where are you


Are you here?

I see you not

I waited for this time

A time I never forgot

I have always lived in the past

Learned to give in to moments that shall not last


I have learned

I have been told not to question

But I yearn

Be it truth or be it lesson


A truth unspoken

A knowledge misunderstood

A burning question

I need to be heard


Where are you?

Why am I in this time?

Why am I in this Life?


Where are you?

Why have you left me here?

away from my time of old


If I don’t see you

How can one be certain?

How can I put all of my faith in my beliefs?

How can one trust in fantasy?

In a reality not my own


So I ask this one question

A question known

I have the answer

Yet I ask this one question

In hope of a sign

Where are you?

So Far



Gazing silently at the horizon… listening to my heart

All my thoughts escaped

At peace


All my thoughts escaped

But only for a moment


For they shall return

They shall come flooding into my mind

Harkening to my soul

Bombarding me with feelings

Regret, longing, memories, failures… want


I see it 

Where I envision myself


I feel it

My Soul waits in confusion

Two lives 

Two desires

One pure 

One tainted

My soul waits in contemplation


It doesn’t know what to feel

So much has simply passed




knowledge simply slipping though the mind

landing on the wings of an angel

she waits

arms reaching to entrust the moments lost

“your answers”

she waits


I get tired of looking

The horizon so far away

Of all my wants

Of all my searching

I want to be complete

I want to be one 

Mind and Soul

Letting the ego go


Yet it is so far

One must travel the endless journey

To meet the horizon

This journey

Is life

And life

As the horizon

is infinite

Let us live

Journey to the end of the world

It may be far

So far

It may be

Let it be

A smile

A true smile
A gentle flex of the fragile muscles surrounding the mouth.
Are we too busy to notice? Have you ever shared a smile? Try it, try to share, spread a good feeling between strangers. We are all strangers, we all need to feel. Let me feel your smile.
Sometimes I am amazed at the way we treat each other. Mostly too busy to notice the tears. Mostly occupied with life’s trivialities. Take a minute. Lend a hand. Share a smile. Hold a door for a stranger. Live in the same time with the rest of the world. We must do little things, not only for personal gratification, but for the world. Share yourself. Don’t be scared.

Is there life in a smile? What do you think?

Receive me

Into the arms of abyss
Receive me

Into the fields of light
Receive me

Into your fortress of clouds
Receive me

When dawn crashes upon waters
And shadows bring forth ice

When storm carries winter
And the release is a ray of night

When the thunder shatters
And lightning embraces

When silence is scarce
And noise is null

When all is sacred
And all is inside

Receive me
Release me