Everything loses beauty with overexposure. Even the sunrise becomes devalued when one sees it constantly with tired eyes from the seat of a 747. Cycles repeat: flowers die and new ones rise, as the earth spins...

I must begin with an apology For my utmost and true sincerity. My mind is at the mercy of my pen, (A weakness for the strongest of men.) It speaks the truth, and to it I must yield, Indeed,...