Smoke fills up the feeble valleys, the Eden Gardens, the skin of the… the lakes of purity, the baptismal… the face of the emerald earth with the air from the northern bat…

Thank God for his will that he planted in our beings. It is the source of all motivation. When our soul seems to us to be empty, it is abounding with words to be found, music to be su...

Moon Powers beyond, in strength she gat… All that sleeps in empty rooms As full moons dance and fragile oc… Rise into the eyes of the morn’

Infernal coals from the floors of Davy Jones’s Locker heat up the waters inch by inch, feet by feet, yards by yards, fathoms by fathoms, sea to surface…

Puppeteers with supreme authority but humble servants under God’s co… with soft hands but superior stren… manipulating the strings of human… in complete control of their

Siren child of pure mountain strea… of tender heart and compassionate… soul with beacons that purify the… and sink down into the crevasses and sanctify the spirit in man,

Rainbows, your proud entrance after the gray has gone, your triumphant arches reaching in… the aegis upon your breast chasing… into places beaten down by your co…

Winter’s vespers in mobile cathedr… That drift in the snow filled skie… Psalms of praise at season’s end, Mother Nature’s eternal blessings Wrapping up Winter’s silent litur…

Hands on air below and hands on hi… seen by seers but not the eye, relevant to the air but not the fe… touching but not touching, lost between magnetic poles,

Deep down inside is the voice of that internal coach called ambition that keeps yelling at me to surge ahead whether I want to or not. If I ignore him, he reaches inside my soul and pu...

Through the Rough Thickets and bushes with darkness… The road ahead, a discouraging jou… Moving forth without looking where… His visions locked in his stout-he…

Final breath but air of hallowed t… a life to a new life, an old body left behind but a supernal body traveling on a highw… to bliss garnished in star dust,

So near but far away, a cherished… a paradise in the mind and soul, a place that can be touched and fe… a place encased inside cerebral fe… with pent up revelations to be fou…

“Behold, ‘Tis beauty before me ey… I saw her rising with the dawn, Mounting her steed on a fiery clou… Racing across the sky at noontide, Casting shadows in the mountains,