And even though my poems come from me, they are not me, nor are they always about me.
My poems are born within the Doubt of me, and from the Muscular Faith in me,
from which my creativity flows.
Out of Darkness, Light. Out of not knowing, Possibility.
Once born, my poems live, and breathe on their own, independent entities with
My poems come through me, and I release them into the world to be, to take flight, to become, and to enter into the Souls of others.
My poems are ships that I send out into the world.
And I stand on the edge of today wrapped warmly in remembrance, waiting for the Reclamation.