You ask me why some people try to be better than the rest
When underneath the fancy clothes we’re all the same undressed;
Big house or farm or costly car, that’s what we call success:
True values lost, and at what cost, in the rat race of…
Táim i mo Shuí: I am sitting. The pace and complexity of our modern world is often too much for us. The distress and strain of life fragments our sense of wellbeingng; our human nature is dismembered. We…
The seed in the soil creeps up to the light
Seeking new life in Springtime cold;
The slow beat of life shows green, shows white,
Growing new buds in flower and grove.
The flower, bud and leaf then burst into life,
Pulsing with sap…