Expectations of Something More

          Expectations of Something More Am I the product of all that I sense – Just fantasy, and nothing more intense? Or is there a more refined conception, Of which I lack a means of perception? One enchanted moment of paradise Arrived in my mind one bright afternoon, Wrought by some […]



Swiftly Flowing

          Swiftly Flowing My life is just a dream In universal flow, And matter but a stream That only time can slow. The hours are swiftly flowing. The time of youth has passed. I don’t know where I am going, But I’m going there fast. ~ Daniel F Mitchell     […]