Mother Nature, van Gogh, and Hen… Painters who gave their all to a m… They shed their tears for their pr… Bound themselves to the work they… Mother Nature with her vibrant re…

The deeper that sorrow carves into our being, the more room is made available for joy to settle in. Through suffering comes the highest joy. Only vines transplanted from Gethsemane ca...

Knowledge is the whole of many parts of which one is the beginning of the next, which is still countless

Air de Amour, air of love, love breath, breath of soft whispers, love in the wind, love with exotic wings,

The gap between the banks of vision and accomplishment, in the brooks, streams, rivers, miles apart, oceans away, looms ahead over open waters

Mountains too high are mountains conquerable. Conundrums are the lore of the clerisy that clarify themselves as they reach into the mind of man and stimulate his curiosity and invigorat...

My poem is not my poem. It belong… “Adoration of the Earth,” the fir… took me into another world from th… lifting me up with my feet still o… bringing me up into an exotic ethe…

Tempest churning, earth all moving… planets pacing, universe shifting, thunder talking, lightning dancing… music nervous, running prestissimo… waves pounding, rocks laughing,

A story of tears and dust, of assorted images and sound, of climbers and melodious sunsets, of preludes to the western skies, of muses for the poetic eyes,

Multi-Levels Did you read your Bible today Or did you read your Bible today? Did you skim over the scriptures For the sake of getting it over wi…

The Thunder Gods with their sarca… Sleeping in the pits of nature’s w… While seafarers relax and ride wit… Swathing summer’s skin with an exo… Lazy waves too tired to get up and…

The Betrayal Friendships and cathedrals Built with earnest intent From the ground up to The very highest peak