Mirror for My Muse

ìA man chasing the horizon roamed the whole world round to realize he had always been standing on itÖî

Life is like a ballet in which different experiences take the lead. Sometimes they are graceful while other times they are chaotic.

It is easy to get lost but we all still yearn to be found. In the pages of Mirror for My Muse, you will find passion, turmoil, hatred, and hope ñ all in the attempt for me to find myself... to find clarity before the curtain falls.†

The world that was in me, I let loose through the verses I penned, and now, it is your turn to take this journey ñ to let out your zest and gusto as you read each word. But, had words been like a knife ñ in our hands to sting or save someone ñ we would have a better world. But no! Words donít expect consent; they get deep into us to poison or poise our state of being. So, if you choose to read this book, what my words would do to you is not in my hands. I wrote what was in me, and in that, I was sincere. Be what may, I hope what I wrote shall mean the same to you, and if not, let it be yours and yours only. I shall cherish it either way. Adieu!