While captured Skye see a vision about her brother.

Poem.

An older man tries to bring back his youth if just for an evening.

If only hindsight came before the event.

In bed one night Jung was thinking about the funeral he had attended the day before. Suddenly he had a vision: his dead friend was standing at the foot of his head, looking down at him.

Authentic hearts…

A haiku.

Most of the time we are pregant with a dream and yearn for the day it will materialise. Sometimes the dream manifest in a way we did not anticipate and we have a choice to reject it and forever be misearable or accept it and nurter it to fruitation. God’s ways are mysterious and before you reject someone or something make sure you are not rejecting God’s will for your life.

Angel or ghost?

This is a very brief 8-line poem about why President Barack Obama received –and deserved– the Nobel Peace Prize. Brian Lehrer selected it to close his WNYC/NPR program –which discussed the topic– on Friday.

I found it disturbing that the public seemed not TO GET IT….

The poem came very quickly; you could say it wrote itself…