Tidal Feelings - Transcending Fury.

Finding Asylum In Silent Chasms Beyond Temper's Turmoil

Breathless Before You

Here is something I can hold in my hands, yet it slips away,

"No anger now," the phrase whispers and whistles with the wind.

There are soft edges to these words that grace your ears.

Sharp corners have been worn down by time's relentless flow.