There have been wars
Of words and men
There have been storms
In the mind
And in the flesh
There have been tragedies
There have been celebrations.
But you are still here.
You are not forgotten.
The sun sets.
And dawn comes.
And you are remembered through the darkness into the new day.








Just a little poem to say, this isn’t abandoned. I’ve just been busy and have needed some mental space. In the quiet times, the sword is sharpened.
This one is really powerful.