Dear god, You have been behind all that I h… Yet we still have more work to do. May you use me as a conduit for yo… You have guided me through the Da…
Candle drifting. The Bhudda’s face glowing. She kisses me. A rush of relief. The wait is over.
A tremendous power is held in bond… She is a sleeping dragon guarding… Waiting for the right person to re… Waiting to transform into the womb… She is a woman with no name and no…
Love is delicate, If you’re not careful it will brea… Love is dangerous, if you’re not c… Love is timid often reluctant to s… Love is fierce,
I build it with music. I freeze it with a photograph. I ease it with meditation. I tease it by floating on water. I beckon it by running my fingers…
You are under the command of three… The voice in your head. The voice in your mouth. And the voice from your pen. Which voice is yours?
The Woman in Black She is the woman in black A virtuoso with a poker face. Her instrument is the violin. It has a high level of emotion.
Your roots are strong yet you are a bud dangling lifelessly. Its cloudy and you feel down. Plant’s seeds get spread
She is the captain of the Ghost S… No sail on this boat. Her spirit moves it. The vessel is dark to conceal her. Because she has a beauty
She picks up her drum. Asks for it’s permission. Her hands caress it. The skin of the living meets the skin of the dead.
I yearn for her but she can never… I fantasize about but she will nev… She makes feel alive when little e… I feel my heartbeat, my breath. This can go on forever as long as…
Her beauty is fought over by King… But her attention goes to the begg… Her eyes focus near but her heart… The wind blows through her hair an… of the departed.
Losing her glasses on the ice, she… She floats around the central hub… The inner circle becomes her inner… She is in the eye of the storm whe… Meanwhile other skaters orbit arou…
A photon bounces around inside our… When it finally does light is born… It takes its 8 minute maiden voyag… It races at 700 million miles an h… It loads our senses our dreams.
I have succeeded in being who I a… Good and bad. But what about loving who I am? The right and the wrong. Accepting who I am?
