Gazing into the eyes of the Beholder, she feels wisdom and Courage. Once again he motivates Her to continue. His poise is her Foundation. If ever her soul beco…

Years ago this world was created, By a man whom they call LOVE, A perfect loving Master; For all—with him—can trod. In his image he created Adam,

She promised she’d bury you There, in their front yard, Beneath the tree you loved to lay… While she weeded the flowers. She promised she’d bury you

The sidewalks glittered Like August snow that hot dawn He drove her through town Blind months of waiting broken On the bedroom floor back home.

Mentioned words in time. Confirmed. The subtlest of lies. Play the part, one man’s heart. To damn the man’s belief.

As he sits out by a pond he came t… That he has mastered both body and… On that night he looked for a plac… Where they cared not for beauty an… When he emerged into the night,

They cannot hear Love’s words thr… Yet, they celebrate & try to inter… Song. Believe that without their creator… Exist.

He is as black as The pupil of his eye. He is as white as The bone under his flesh. He is a one-eyed and two-faced

Gold and rosebuds! Just to name a few! And the precious sun that shines Like the early morning dew Mountains on top of mountains

The great King of the mountain an… Of the dell Once walked together arm in arm wi… Or Hell And so if Adam had not bitten of…

“The whole of this afternoon, for… To dally among the flowers, And I shall recall some lyrical v… For these hours. Shall I tell about Helen of Troy…

Oh, how the deep-blue sparkles, Sunlight glistening atop each wave… And eagerly does she store it all… As a vivid memory she yearns to sa… To keep it for times this winter

She had a vision of the days of he… In her vision she saw the chieftai… He looks at the women of his tribe He looks at the one who stood so p… He looks at her with fire in his e…

Men would bet upon her father’s ha… Could he pick up in just one fist A dozen eggs scattered on the tabl… One by one—cracking none? He’d reach his hand (stretched at…

Whence cometh thou, ’tis within th… A light, feathered gentle, soothin… For he is not, as it is so, engulf… O’ heart, tears begat thee one yea… Do caress him warm upon his face