Sound the bugle for Master Sun. Arise ye grasses 'til day is done. Sleep is over. ’Tis time to toil. Spread thy wings 'til the twilight… Fly across the sky with eyes affix…

Poets of the real and of the other… with reality rolled up inside to b… reach out to let the other world c… and feel it creeping through the f… into the rivers of his heart and a…

God placed in our souls a saintly guide to lead us upon the all righteous path. Some choose to find their own way without him, blinded by their own vanity. Their own wisdom is suffici...

It was a sad day when William Blake shot himself in his library. When the police arrived at his home shortly after his wife called him, they found most of his books lying on the floor w...

Surging rivers reaching every crev… alien waters from an exotic island… hot and cold lava splashing agains… fires of love invading my being, slamming against the banks with ir…

What wonderful beings these people are. I see them every day and wonder what type of life they lead. I see the whole world in front of me, representatives of different countries. I see ...

Beauty in her rhythmic finery, her rainbow colored ensemble, her pulsating heart and vibrant li… melodic feet and alluring arms, feathery fingers reaching inside,

Killers with kind eyes and heroic hearts, Pasteurian aspirations, gallant dreams and steadfast patience,

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

Intrinsic mandates from the mind o… the rules of discipline of staff a… conscience implanted, the seed of… in times of turmoil and uncertaint… a counselor that lives in caves do…