I Am Haunted By Waters.

All Good Things Come By Grace, And Grace Comes By Art, And Art Does Not Come Easy.

...life Every Now And Then Becomes Literature...as If Life Had Been Made And Not Happened.

A Mystery Of The Universe Is How It Has Managed To Survive With So Much Volunteer Help.

Eventually, All Things Merge Into One, And A River Runs Through It.

Eventually, All Things Merge Into One, And A River Runs Through It. The River Was Cut By The World's Great Flood And Runs Over Rocks From The Basement Of Time. On Some Of The Rocks Are Timeless Raindrops. Under The Rocks Are The Words, And Some Of The Words Are Theirs. I Am Haunted By Waters.