No More Verses
Koblenz (Germany), October 2016 Whenever I run out of verses, I know that a bright light will be a beacon for lost words. I have not finished off my verses, they have just found their way back to the sheltering shadows of the forest. Ink still flows on and on from my soul to paper, filling page after page. No end in sight yet for my attempts to leave a little bit of beauty wherever life takes me through.