Cross the waters to the isle
Where winds shake homes like thunder
Place your hand upon cool stone
Feel the age-old wonder
Comb the beach for sea glass
‘Tween sheep herd and the seal
You will find God’s Kingdom beyond latched fence
There is a place near Loch Na Keal
Titus Grimm is a writer/performer in Dallas, TX, and loves the lands of Scotland, particularly the Hebrides.
Ever since I’ve passed
My ghost has been quite busy
He travels up and down the world
He haunts this very city
I know not his intentions
He has no care for mine
We couldn’t be more different
He’s taken all my time
Occasionally, I’ll wake and take my turn
Titus Grimm lives and works and Dallas, Tx and is continuing to seek ways to express himself and love others.
I see her smile in the letters
I hear her laughter in the spaces
I lean in to smell the pages
I feel her forehead pressed to mine
My pen can’t make an indent
My words have lost all meaning
And though intimate she’s seeming
This message was her last
Titus Grimm wrote this story.