Writing is a fascinating journey for some. For others, it bores them outa their skulls. I still have dusty boxes from way back when. I must be allergic to dust, ’cause I haven’t gone thru them.
Lyric videos from
if words were whispers
book and accompanying CD/stream.
Available in August 2019 from all the usual conspirators.
Mac is a broken man in so many ways. Time may help, but time is stingy and always too short. His life was a gift, tied with a ribbon and bow.
Go ahead.
Open the box.
There are legends so old even the believers no longer remember. From deep in the past a secret has been sheltered on Earth, a secret which could shatter the fragile interstellar alliance of two great worlds.
Love should win out in the end,
if the ‘verse is just,
if the heart remembers,
if the legends left a clue,
if the wind would whisper a name.
Hold too tight and you’ll break it, too loose and it gets away. It’s like trying to catch a falling egg or hold onto a waking dream. One moment it’s there in your hands, the next, it’s a whisper on the wind.
What can you do
but smile and let go?