The small volume of verse, Scarlet Flow, is a selected record of one decade of the author's thoughts, which celebrates the value of beauty, perceived, whether in painful or more pleasant circumstances, of the past but also that in the moment, spontaneously, these two portions of our lives are seen to flow into each other, giving the wisdoms necessary for the sustenance of a healthy self. No perceptive experience is too small or grand, neither positive or too negative to be included into what becomes a cathartic record as much as a worded picture, illustrated, of the feast of life: the past is, because it was, and the moment is a celebratory journey in itself. Therefore, a memory of the childish pleasantry of playing marbles with brothers or catching back the residual beauty of a past relationship allows the flow of one's life to become a record and a release toward a good peace.