I felt like I was in a metaphysical prison, the world was on my shoulders, and my lover wanted nothing to do with me. This is the end product of those feelings.

Isn’t it wonderful to play with sunlight and still go on to win the Nobel prize! Yes, this may sound little weird, but there is a scientist who has achieved this.

A friends thoughts.

80% Relatively Fixed.

Just a nice little poem I enjoy each time I read it. I hope you do, too.

Love uncovered.

Prism.

When sun enters

Into a drop of water

A collage of colors appears

The seven arches of rainbow

Spread out their arms.

A young boy discovers a real, live leprechaun in his mother’s flower garden.

A poem about chandeliers, raindrops, prisms, tears, diamonds, stars and other shining things.