Every Breath of Life
Chronos upon his pedestal, Cherub by his side, Points a crooked finger, Tells me in my pride, “No life ends unlived, No death is unbidden, Every breath of life, Open to review, not hidden.” Continue reading Every Breath of Life
Chronos upon his pedestal, Cherub by his side, Points a crooked finger, Tells me in my pride, “No life ends unlived, No death is unbidden, Every breath of life, Open to review, not hidden.” Continue reading Every Breath of Life