This section contains poems that have a spiritual perspective to them or which relate to life, self or growth. Some may be included simply because they are, for example, relaxing or inspiring
*Note: This is a song lyric, the bolded section is the Chorus
What's this distance between us?
A gulf that we cannot cross?
Why does it seem forever?
Are we truly lost?
The mist that moves with morning
Slowly peels itself from the lake
I steer my canoe - I ride through it
As a new day comes awake
Just One of the Dancers
The taste of the dream can be strong
But it's still not real living
Let it cloud up the mind - you lose
To a world most unforgiving
An Old Echo
There will be times
When one must speak in riddles
And ever shifting paradoxes
Cleave through the mists
And recast the shadows and the light