Spiritual

burn up

I want to burn up I want to explode

Juxtaposition

A denial of scientific truth In defence of religious faith Is the ultimate Descartes action There is no duality

I go to Nature to heal myself

I go to nature to heal myself, revealing in the untouched innocence, the guiltless blue, that sweeps across the sky, mimicking the sea, as if I were dangling my feet, in the sweet water,

Natures Call

The call of mother nature, strong and clear, in every crevice, waiting, for her time, to come again, be worshipped and respected, like in the old days,

Telling The Story (Humanist Hymn)

Chorus: They’re telling the story again, the story of hope for all humankind; praising human glory again, to lift the heart higher and light up the mind. They’re telling the story again,

THE ART OF TELLING “NO”

THE ART OF TELLING “NO” P K Routray

The Night calls to me

The night calls to me, my tired eyes, aching for sleep, yet the moonlight insists on me keeping it company, the calls for dreaming are dismissed, in return I gaze at the stars,

for Michael

The subliminal investigation of a young boy's fears and fantasies.

Veronica's Chains

Of course it’s her choice To decay there alone… And I’ve lost every voice That could pass as my own. If the sun could desert her, She would run from it, too; Afraid that it'd hurt her