Quiet Sheba

When a fire burns into its ashes, only the fragrance of it is still left, together with the images of its passion, biding in smoke, billowing up, and into the away. Events do occur in our physical and emotional worlds, and these are, oftentimes, worthy of memories of them.In the years between spring of 1993 and the closing of 1999, a significant portion of my life burned away within the face of it...