We speak of inner peace as if it’s obtainable. With the exception of the loved and lost, it isn’t. One cannot rest at peace in this mad, mad world and still reside above it’s soil. M.S. McCown 2019
Wisdom?
I was forced to pause at the edge of the precipice…
…and then I turned around and looked back. It was breathtaking and I wept. In pursuit of tomorrow, I had forgotten about yesterday. M.S McCown 2019
The Potter’s Field
This story begins with a venial sin, impatience was my crime. By acting with gall, it didn’t take long for God’s messenger to stop on by. With hopes to mend a broken friend I thought I’d give God a call. A prayer was said, just before bed But there was no reply at all. By […]
A Puzzle’s Lament
A Puzzle dies a thousand times if a single piece is lost. For a thousand lives all reside within a Puzzle’s box. Can you even begin to imagine, how a Puzzle must truly feel, when a roll call is announced, and one of its pieces, has failed to appear. The Puzzle then stepped forward, “A […]
Cascade
On many a night, they’d hide from sight and yield the carnal way. Though passion begged silence, their Conscience, defiant, would caution them not to stray, “Lust and desire, a sure path to Hell’s fire!” but the words, unheard, would always fade away. With gluttonous thirst, in the abyss, live the cursed adrift, they would […]
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