I have seen wicked priests and honourable thieves I have observed benevolent criminals and bad cops I have experienced kind debt collectors and unfair judges And I have drunk from the cup of gracious friends and cruel relatives It’s not so black and... Continue Reading →
How is it that sand between toes ....right here and in this moment... can be also running through an hour-glass marking the end of someone else's time I marvel at the power in all these grains which together...gift pleasure or... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 