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Higher up than the gangly Sunflowers that oversee the well-being of the roses, up higher than the top
Me
As butterflies change form from a caterpillar to a butterfly in a metamorphic manner, smiles change to accommodate the circumstances in a mental, obligatory manner. At birth, the infant...
Song of colors, hands of lofted co… colors with wings, with airy shape… with dancing rainbows that follow the storm, that rise with the scarlet morn
The Wisdom of Motion It is the way of the wind It dances with the leaves It carries secrets of the skies And the lore of the forest
Love’s embrace, tendrils grasping, Lithesome arms, skyward reaching, Upward spiraling, Silky fingers, poetic touches, Love dawning, love quickened,
The Bewildered One. Beautiful words from mysterious pl… Behind secret doors and prominent… Bathed in sacred vessels and silve… Arrive at my bedside and into my d…
I was invited to my high school’s twentieth year reunion. I haven’t been back to my former school since then, and was anxious to see my old friends, especially Jim who I grew up with. ...
Baton man with music in his ferven… Sends it up and away into spirited… Into unfamiliar seas upon the rock… Into rain forests and ancient virg… Guided by passion and dreams and l…
Clouds of supple forming, slaves of the whimsical winds, moldings of the hot and cold, sculptors of the unsettled skies, the cathartic rants of the tempest…
Ancient Gods at home in their sec… lords of the wind and conductor of… all powerful in mind, body, and de… creator and designer of the curren… surveyors at work a million and ni…
Like a recipe that requires certain ingredients, so does life in its understanding. In order to feel the wholeness, one must be able to feel the sum of its parts. Sorrow has as much s...
Mother Nature, the grand lady of nature, renowned for her reliability, her abilities to restore the livin… as the seasons drift into the next…
Metalic leaves, the voices of the… the soft tapping of percussive me… Nature’s choir nestled inside the… like metalic hymns flowing through… a lullaby of the soft spoken zephy…
Brain Machines They run themselves out of touch In communication with nature as su… With overbearing voices they all s… You have nothing I know what you’…