24 Quotes by Craig Froman

Peace is not found in the sea.It is found when I dream of eternity.

I long to drift through turquoise skies;race the wind in rampant flight.Ruddy chains have framed my eyes,they seize my heart and stain the light.

If only I had feathered wings,that could bend and curve and reach,beyond imagined dreams,unhindered by the weight of earth.

Some say the ocean roars,I hear it ever weeping.Weep, ocean, weep for those gone before.Weep, O sea, for the open graves that fill your shore.

A pebble thrown in a poolmay ripple from end to end,but tossed into the sea,it is swallowed by enormity.

Golden bars make no less a prisonthan a coffin on a hill.And in caged reformation,one wanders aimless still.The rafters now a recollectionof sacred suppression.How the morning dawnstrikes mourning confession.Now Death yields a harvestof the living masses.We walk toward its pathno earthly power surpasses.