Where to now?...

Who knows where we'll end up after this life? All we can hope for is a better TOMORROW

"My Eden"...

It may not be godly

It may not last forever

But it is a place

Of endless gold.

Dancing to the syncopated wind,

Swaying from root to tip

As they turn their face,

To the scorching sun.

Grounds fit for any king,

Endless golden rays, plummeting

Amber waves, now sealed

Within a flower buds embrace.

Grazing a touch, against golden petals

Feeling every golden detail down to their bend and curve.

As I close my eyes knowing,

That when I awake,

My Eden will still exist. 

~R.I.P Trayvon Martin. Gone too soon, but in a better place.