The Art of Writing

 

I work to eat,

I eat to live;

I live to write,

I write to inspire!

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Evolution

Many are enamored by what I do, only the few who truly know me are enamored by who I am. 

I have met the Angel of Death many times and looked him in the eye; made him flinched, because I refuse to die…

God is my father and Earth is my mother…I spring eternal, merely transforming each life to the next.

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Caged

A long day during a short business trip;

I sit in The Edgewater’s lobby, warmed by the fireplace flames while staring out at the passing ship;

The gentle waves reflect the glistening rays of the setting sun;

Some seabirds swoop by the wall of windows, a few gracefully glide high up in the sky;

Looking down at me, the little suited man, as I slump exhausted in the wooden chair on the other side;

Whose entire days center around career and taking care of others;

Caged by the metal exterior, and nature-themed interior walls of the famous hotel where The Beatles once fished from;

Envious of the freedom and simplicity that is true nature, whose goal is simply to live.

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Be

You be you,

I be me,

Let’s be together and live happily!

 

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Snowflakes on MLK Day

Snowflakes float softly,

Frenzied winds control their paths

Til they rest in peace.

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