Poems from georgesterling
I am walking through a sea.
Not of wind nor of waves,
but of souls,
True individuals with names.
Aren’t we all that will pass,
From this...
Oh if my words could build a bridge,
From here to unknown planes.
Oh if my words could linger on,
And peoples' hearts would change.
My...
We are offended by things so temporary,
Things that will soon cease to be.
We are offended by those who are offended
But they too will be...