“There is no witness so dreadful, no accuser so terrible as the conscience that dwells in the heart of every man.”
―Polybuis

3.25.2010

Life

I love Jesus.
Period.

2.10.2010

A Poem I Wrote January 2008

Coffee shops with dim lit lights
Sugar free cocoa on new music nights
The man with the guitar using his voice
My heart is dancing to the beat of the noise
Green beanie cap of alpaca wool
Old men and women, kids from high school
A singer a drummer bass and guitar
Collection of wishes as if kept in a jar
And here and now in this cozy coffee shop
They could be anywhere on earth but they’re right on top