To you an ant is miniscule.
To an ant you are inconceivable.
Then what are we
In the eyes of those
...
He sat beneath the bodhi tree.
Another walked on water.
Another had a desert vision.
All three were founding fathers.
...
There is a power is the telling of stories.
May you tell stories to your children.
May your children tell stories to their children.
A legend will never die!
...
Weighed down by stress
it turns to vapor,
as my pen does touch the paper,
sublimated by the sweet release
...
As far as I can tell
there is neither
heaven nor hell.
Yet on Earth
...
What Are We
To you an ant is miniscule.
To an ant you are inconceivable.
Then what are we
In the eyes of those
That many claim unbelievable.