Spritual Writings

Once again, the glass is empty.

Once again, the glass is empty. Now what to do….

Every wall is bare, though covered with images. It ’s tough to lie down with your self in the quiet of the night. At day’s end, ghost dragons loom from every emptiness – silent but massive, weightless but imposing.

But you know these stories of dragons and heroes. Don’t be a warrior cowering in the cave.