

The Flower IIIn my absence, the flower grew into the dark and empty horizonThe Flower II
In my absence, it reached for the nearest sun but it was a dark and evil moon, pretending to be the sun
In my absence, it nourished itself with empty promises from the moon
In my absence, it found its color the color the empty moon instructed it to take
In my absence, it spread its roots and took hold in the weeds because I was not there to guide it
In my absence, it thrived and suffered
When I returned, it did not know me
When I returned, it did not


AshesI once had a strength that held me together.Ashes
It was made of heavy corded rope, thicker than a grown mans arm.
The acids of life have stripped most of it away.
Now there is a tiny filament, as fragile as a spider's web, holding me together.
The fate of my future rests upon the strength of that tiny filament.
I can hear it softly stretching under the weight of my thoughts.
It holds fast at the moment, but I can feel it straining.
How much longer it will hold, I'm not certain.
What will happen if it gives?
Where is the net?


The Troll: Part II"Let us not delay, then" The troll began. "My dwelling is far from here and we must leave now if we want to make it there by dark."The Troll: Part II
I returned to my rented cabin to gather my meager belongings and then met the troll in the village square as we had agreed.
"Follow me" said the troll. "You will not be disappointed."
The troll led me through the village and along a cobblestone path at the base of a dormant volcano. Past the volcano, we entered a lush tropical valley. The path narrowed and changed from cobblestone to soft dirt and fallen leaves. Occasionally, it split off into other directions and little si


The Troll: Part IChildren, listen well, for I am about to tell you a tale of a troll I once met in my travels.The Troll: Part I
I met him on a beautiful island, far beyond our land, into the furthest reaches of the deep blue ocean. He was sitting alone in the shade of a palm tree. The ocean waves gently caressed the sand near his feet. I smiled politely as I was passing by. He smiled innocently back at me and inquired where I was going.
"I'm not certain", I said. "I am traveling and taking a walk in no particular direction to see the land around me."
"Why don't you come into the shade and sit with me? I have been all over this island a


LifeThe surface is like a fragile sheet of ice Below it is freezing blue waters Some are light and graceful, gliding across it with ease Some inch their way across carefully, avoiding the weak areas Others are blind and the ice cracks They slip here and there Frostbite burns their skin At the other side they arrive scarred and weary Such is the nature of lifeLife
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// Ad maiorem dei gloriam -- For the greater glory of God &&
♥//GodBlessYou
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