Poems to the Gods


The brothers crossed – one in the heavy, sturdy garb of a farmer, the other in rags of a previous decade’s fashion. The farmer was leaving temple. The vagabond was approaching with two hares in one hand, a scroll in the other. β€œThis is your sacrifice?” the older brother asked. β€œYes. And a fistful of […]

Poems to the Gods

By Wisdom Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)