There are clouds familiar ones maybe the one overhead right now listening to broken hearts watching feet run away witnessing the moods of souls the arrows of words up and tears shed falling down the cloud, maybe this one has heard it all extending an empathetic extension of itself absorbing the pain folding … More UP THERE
There stretched out, the ocean perfect in all shapes protected ancient in wisdom its waters sound welcome to all though it knows not the broken heart life without love shadows of death yet maintains its authority to always be there
the shadow staggers behind out of rhythm humming a song no one ever heard there were times of shadow separation crossing the line a string of walk-a-ways never followed through or followed up and the lack of respect the disinterest toward the shadow spending time leaning, fading back, crossing over or through … More JUST TO THE SIDE
It’s a bush of memories. Shadows of faces unable to speak. Lost in a moment, like a mist catching voices and thoughts drifting in a direction of silence. Angels gather. We feel the pain gathered by images. Others swell in tides of grief we fail to completely understand. We pray. From … More LAS VEGAS
Roger Singer 