Such is life that in the end we say there is a beginning with no such feasibility.

We say have faith my friend as the foundation drops way and they dangled by one arm fearful of the whispering wind.

There is no fault in the character of a man if he is proven to do no wrong with his ill intent, yet provoke the silence and coward the hatred wrangling his weapon of defiance.

Don’t lose heart we say to the broken hearted. It is the way it must have been intended so we pretend in earnest endeavor to ease the pain.

I have no complaint I can contemplate when I seek the answers to questions that remain at bay.

My hope is your hope, my God is your God, and we are the same.