The Mortality of Choice

“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story.”

Soul Swings

~ You know how people have mood swings?

A Glimpse of What Might Have Been.

~ How am I employing my resources?

Why plant seeds?

~ a poem

~ Consider where you are right now.

Memorable images, words, moments, from my early years, will fly into my head unbidden.

A heart beat its last.

I’m in a hurry here.