With each step breaking the strands that hold the balance of life and death.

Stumbling this way or that.

Hoping to find an equality between the two of them.

I strain to walk in the steps of our Lord

Being diswaded by the pressures and pleasures of evil.

I grop into the darkness, hoping to find the comfort of light.

To my astonishment, I find ease in something good.

I find the liberation of pain in the contentment of writing.

Upon the pages of life, I reflect my deepest desires, beliefs, and emotions.

Upon the pages of life, I reflect my life.