I feel absolutely wonderful, and what a marvelous day this is! I feel like dancing my way across the skies. I am so lucky that God cares for me so much. He heals my wounds when I am ...
The quiet strings smoothed out the… and everything sat still with an e… The soggy air hung above the glass… and the quiet grew soft and the so… Hush-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h.
Earth of deep secrets, her engines… her lava flows, her deep-seated ra… her moods waiting to explode at an… her pride flowing through her brea… her milk saturated with sugar and…
That silent voice for whom the bel… Those commanding words as the heav… Its roaring sound hushed by the qu… Authors of ancient scrolls of a mi… That silent voice in those who don…
Clouded roads and misty lights along a golden highway, casting shadows upon the light of… the veil that covers up the wisdom… the mind untouched by doubt,
We gather up each and every family… to come home when comes November. Just like it was when we were youn… we gather at the table for dinner… Thanksgiving Day is the day to co…
Two brothers were born from the same womb. One could memorize countless words from the dictionary and adapt them to his speech. The other brother, a poet, was blessed with the ability...
The mystery of the unknown Some hidden and some shown Some behind perforated walls Dressed in satin as beauty calls Calculated gestures and moving par…
Far Above it All The higher I roamed above the ear… The more it became a romantic drea… Its jagged mountain peaks Softened under my poetic eyes
Lonely Violin My love, my woman, my angelic song Your whole body holds a Gentle sweetness destined for me Your subtle waist a sculptor’s dre…
Mother Rain, Mother Beauty, sunrise finery, calico skirts, silky clouds, supple lofted castle… fiery morning rays running through golden avenues to the beyond
Looking at life through wisdom eye… Looking at evil with its careful p… Looking at the dark side With a discerning light Looking at fateful dreams
Catastrophic glamour before the eyes; the fire, warfare, tragedy, death, calling for the rivers to rise, the boiling of the blood,
The architect of sound With his soft, soothing, rapid han… Reaching out into the mystic air, Transporting music on a sacred jou… A pilgrimage to a sacred pleasure…
Combat ready, the call of the wild… Restless souls under tranquil smil… Looking for a way out of quiet she… Hear distant calls from the tollin… “Tis time to act upon thy hostile…