The muse strikes…

Snowfall in the Cemetery The flurry subsides; a delicate alabaster blanket spreads over the field of finality. Moonbeams dance across the graves, the silence as pristine as their snow-white hue. A gentle winter breeze dances among the tombstones like a spectral coryphee. There is tranquility on this side of the veil; yet, in the quietContinue reading “The muse strikes…”

Oh, how time slips away…

Today marks one year since I lost someone very close to me. I won’t go into details here, but this morning I find myself thinking about loss. Thinking about how we, as human beings, deal with loss; particularly that of a loved one. The dead live on through our memories, brought forth by bouts ofContinue reading “Oh, how time slips away…”