Where is Santa’s calendar? Blown away by the stormy air? Is it December or is it July? Should he look up in the sky? Or just play it by ear,
Lie in peace thy defender of freed… who died upholding the laws of mar… that’s engraved in the hearts of a… who fought like hell til the very… He rests his bones in the forgivin…
Frozen Eyes Twenty second century passion Love, hate, joy and sorrow All the same, staring out into spa… Faded away with the dews of heaven
I see you dancing in the river beds, winding around the rocks, carrying all that you amassed on your journey down the mountain. While I stand among the tides I can feel you wrapping yo...
Wild is the flower in meadows unsown, far beneath the Himalayan peaks wreathed by regal clouds, picturesque patches of green,
I Wish I Were Of future prepared By knowledge gained By trust of what is needed If need holds true
That silent voice for whom the bel… Those commanding words as the heav… Its roaring sound hushed by the qu… Authors of ancient scrolls of a mi… That silent voice in those who don…
All is calm and all is clear When voices speak from upward tier… Power surges and assurance rolls When a new spirit calls to empty s… Heaven speaks in a language unknow…
As beauty wraps her wings around u… in her dominating innocence, her ripening, her charm, and shape… her perfumed gardens and tender fr… placing them in front of our eyes,
Driven by Faith Faith is the vital Nourishment for the Development of invention Invention is a ship
What a game last night! Yes, miracles do happen. The Seahawks are the Super Bowl Champions for the second time in a row. Down 28 to 24 with 2 seconds to go in the game, Russell Wilso...
“Behold all ye peoples of the eart… I have secrets to tell about my bi… My traveling through the boreal sk… Of variable shapes from upward hig… From warm to cold from rain to sno…
Mother Nature and her soothing br… Her gentle smiles and her temperan… Her lazy meadows and sleepy willow… Her rejuvenescent arbors and cozy… Her recurring plan that blossoms i…
In your monitoring, are you that stern schoolmaster that sits on top of the fence that divides the right from the wrong, or the normal from the abnormal? Are you anxious to paddle the ...
Girl in the sight of hungry wolves… With your skirts above your knees, Playing house in your dollhouse, Wearing your smiles on your face, Smiles lost in the heat of the nig…