There is so much pain in your soul.

When the Rapture occurs, what will we be doing? Staying, or participating?

God wrote the Bible, to show his children how to live.

Few things can touch my heart more than a joyful bird, chirping out a song.

Ah, the sights and scents of the forest glade!

This poem is about how quiet it is at night.

This is a poem of what it looks like when it is sundown.

Just writing what comes to mind.

This modern world is very amazing. There are sounds of music that make us vibrate. There are a testimony of the folklore and the evolution of mankind.

If only you had cared then like you do now.