You are: A replica of God’s handiwork, A generation of life’s longing for… Endowed with an undiscovered beaut… With a skin that protects and attr…
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,
A hard fought game is comprised of winners; those who play up to their potential. They have confidence, self-esteem, and ambition. Even the losers are winners, in order for the game t...
Echoes of yesteryear pass down in… from tree to tree as the seasons p… They are the melodies of the whisp… that sing through the branches as… An Autumn song to the falling lea…
Sweet cello tears dripping from the walls of the caves, rolling over rocks and flesh, the crying earth, the weeping trees,
Poets in the freedom of a greater… Poets united with the voice of the… Oblivious to the shackles of the m… That lay in the lap of nature and… In green pastures with arms of fre…
The Link Love abounding and everlasting rag… Tears of heaven on high and earth… Fires burning and nothing to put o… Careful plans in place as hours mo…
Mother Nature was kind to us this early spring. She, our giver and sustainer of life, smiled at us through the sun and shed her warm tears on the shivering soil, enough to vitalize the...
My two worlds too far apart drift further away from each other with each passing hour with my mind still in the material… of weights and measures, sinking i…
A dollar out in the wilds of many rivers emptying into cryptic waters with shifting manifests, ports unknown, away from stone houses,
Music and sound the closer the pur… When heaven is on nigh le grand am… Beauty fades twisting around corne… Through currents and stolid transf… No bending, no shedding, just stra…
Mother Nature of sweetness and ch… of innocent and saintly origins, angelic smiles and glowing halos, with loving arms and kindly eyes, nestled in the lap of the humble s…
Power is a lion that lives in the… pounding against the fragile walls of his too narrow cage, clawing his way to freedom to run through the wilds
From deep inside the labyrinth of dark corridors and silky walls, the ears of an unknown brigade that heralds and categorizes a certain music of a certain sound…
That Silver Sun Lo behold, up high when day is don… I can look deep into the heart of… The blazing fire that came from it… Must be a smoldering amber traveli…