Who of us can live with unquenchable flames? —The one who walks in continual righteousness.

Observation from the ramparts of beauty.

“In returning and resting you will be saved; in quietness and trust will be your strength.”

Wisdom was sealed, not because it was hidden— but because it was unwanted.

Not my job to explain it. Thoughts on the foolishness of wandering through new lands without a goal other than to experience wonder.

What is restrained will never extinguish.

Swiped from @sin.xline

A magnificently honest rendering of low self esteem.

The first real poem I ever write, will be in skin.

All that is gold does not glitter; all that wanders is not lost.