I Am A Poet Who Composes What

A Root Is A Flower That Disdains Fame.

Qualities Of Good Citizens... Is To Admire What Others Have Created In Love And Faith

Darkness Is Dawn Not Yet Born.

He Who Passes Not His Days In The Realm Of Dreams Is The Slave Of The Days.

You, The Strong, Have I Loved, Though The Marks Of Your Iron Hoofs Are Yet Upon My Flesh.