Sr. Director, non profit sector, published writer/ poet, an avid photographer and pro golfer.
When did I lose my sanity, When did I fall prey to raging winds, When did I lose my sanity, When did I fall prey to raging winds,
The path untrodden I have now taken, Even though it bruises my sole, The path untrodden I have now taken, Even though it bruises my sole,
The Road of a Monk.. Paper flowers they seem now, The Road of a Monk.. Paper flowers they seem now,
For I have seen heaven For I have seen heaven
You lose them as you pick up the broken pieces. And begin your life anew. You lose them as you pick up the broken pieces. And begin your life anew.
We trapeze between life and death, The net below our grave, We trapeze between life and death, The net below our grave,
Why lie cold and with face covered, my little boy, In dark you lie, while I sit by your side, Why lie cold and with face covered, my little boy, In dark you lie, while I s...
What lines on the same, Stands the test of time, What lines on the same, Stands the test of time,
If only God would fill each soul with an awakened sense, of humanity. If only God would fill each soul with an awakened sense, of humanity.
When a poet's death became his life. When a poet's death became his life.