What of man’s intent makes a negative become a positive when shadows portray the dawn of darkened skies? Through the fog comes brighter rays of sunshine after a long downpour. Where there is love, there

The cognition of brilliant minds escalate the gears of time. Like a pendulum, our visions balance in limbo as we paint a greater picture to the tunes of creation. Phenomenal structure in your work. Thank

This poem reminds me of my best friend who is no longer here with us. Despite the gap of space and time he left absent in my life - and many others, he's equally close to my heart as he is distant up in

I personally relate to this poem in many ways. I live life on the spectrums of anxiety and depression. With depression I care too little and the anxiety makes me care too much. We all have demons but I