Phil's Poetry

We all walk around that which is familiar yet not known
Our feet follow a path of freewill over the stepping stones
Destiny is a fact of our own making and taking
What is ours to interpret and come into full waking...

Golden Light 1999

Follow the links below to the work by the author.

Jamming	I
Escutcheon	Two Eyes Staring
Spiritual Wisdom	Swords of Steel Cross of Wood
White Sand	Peace