He Who Learns

He who learns must suffer.
And even in our sleep
pain that cannot forget
falls drop by drop upon the heart.
And in our own despair,
against our will,
comes wisdom to us
by the awful grace of God.

     - Aeschylus

Another Mother [Father] For Peace

“Another gentle season haunted by echoes of young laughter forever stilled. 

With one voice we cry—Enough!  An end to killing now!”

    - Another Mother For Peace

How Hard Was it Raining?

It poured incessantly throughout Jackie’s last gray night in Hanalei, raindrops echoing off the tin roof of the Paper shack like green scales falling from the hide of a heartbroken mythical, magic dragon.