Infinite are life’s roads,often past fields laid fallow in the sun.The quietness of sparrow. The softness ofcottonwood. How did we get here? Avalanches are born in unsuspecting screams.Gently nudging change untilgravity takes over. Breathing is not living.Fighting does not define heroic.We ignore whispers in wind …
Read MoreAmericans for a New America
Between truth and all those thingswe’re made to believe lays the destiny tied to ournature. In some it can be listening with a soft heart orcharging into matters partially informed andfully confident. Some are builders whileothers take. There are those who bend in acquiescence and …
Read MoreDerivation of Destiny
No one can say for certain where a waterfall begins or when the consequences of revolution first cascade toward change. Even so, anyone paying attention knows government’s lie to their people. And in their lies we find seldom spoken truths no matter how hidden or …
Read MorePrelude to a Touch
Through the window of darkness where my soul no longer can be found. This is where you’ll find, my prelude to a touch. R. M. Dolin, 2015
Read MoreDecoding Demons
In the absence of clairvoyance we gamble through decisions with as much insight as a miner underground when the lights go out. Only then can we comprehend what it means to be lost in the void. Lost to the numbing weight of life as it …
Read MoreThe Ancients
There are always those who came before. Surviving at least until what happens next. Tomorrow’s destiny determines today provided you permit your soul to listen with the wisdom of the ancients. We seek solid footing in a world of unstoppable momentum. Attempting to overcome memories …
Read MorePassions of a Padre
The passions of a Padre, just as with any man, can scream as loud for justice as those laid quiet by bullets and people too preoccupied to participate. There are always those who act in defiance, welcoming the chance to stand up even as the …
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