Change

I buried my thoughts at the bottom of a deep sea Why asked the sea I want a change said I Would you change the world said the sea But all I did was chase the summer breeze And when Autumn came It was missing it’s wind And silence was as cold as Winter There … Continue reading Change

Icarus

When I was younger, I used to think of the story of Icarus flying too close to the sun was silly. Who would make wings of feathers and wax? Why would he engage in such a fully only to fall to his demise when the wings melted? And then I stood at the edge of … Continue reading Icarus