I give myself up to darkness; and wish I may never again be required to lift my head to the light.
FingersmithI closed my eyes during a flute solo, wishing I could wrap the silvery sound around me like armor.
IncarnateI wished, more than anything, to forget. But what I had, more than anything, was time to remember.
Remastering JernaWhen it rains like that, dark in the afternoon, you feel like you've been taken into the past.
Wish I Was HereSpeak blessings, and write wishes. ~T.F. Hodge
From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph Over Death and Conscious Encounters with "The Divine Presence"