‘Unburdened’ – Brandewijn Words – MORALITY PARK

In silent veracity the falseness Comes alive and steals the night. Dwelling in temerity it ticks and tocks, Takes time from me in gasping gulps of air.   The trigger of one’s validation Slowly breeds anticipation that Builds and builds until it falls Like castles small and made of sand. The raging winds that push…

Emily Dickinson: Truth and Beauty

The Duties of the Wind are Few The duties of the Wind are few- To cast the Ships at sea, Establish March, The Floods escort, And usher Liberty.    Hope Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest…