Storms of torment and great terror

When Time itself, for each of us, comes with its limits clear

‘Tis for the Shepherd to lead the flock

Let’s dissect Laughter and see

Yes, pre-eminence, surely, must belong to the one who leads

There’s a Tree that I see in front of my home

I think there is an enormous gap

The Weight of the Pandemic and the World

The Candle that carries Hope throughout the nights, dark

Inclement is a funny word