Chapter 1 – Serenity vs. Frustration

We are wind, supine over glacial waters

We are petals of burgeons drifting to ground

The rainbow resultant of misty rains

An autumn leaf in a mellow course of river

The rising sun on a winter’s day

We are curious visitors to foreign lands




Glorious beauties surround us

We walk the distance immeasurable

To speak nothing of sorrow

We are the tempest, torrid over desolate earth

We are withering blossoms in standing water

The destruction following deluge

An arbitrary soul caught in a whirlpool

The scorching heat of desert summers

We are selfish missionaries to third world countries




The unknown taunts us

We run virtual marathons

To hold back shouts of happiness

Make my day