Eve bit the apple so she bears the… She hears it’s cries and its laugh… She feels the spirit of the Four… In one hand she cradles faith and… You can see the mystery of life in…
I have succeeded in being who I a… Good and bad. But what about loving who I am? The right and the wrong. Accepting who I am?
She picks up her drum. Asks for it’s permission. Her hands caress it. The skin of the living meets the skin of the dead.
A face like a porcelain doll. But it doesn’t smile So serious all the time I sometimes imagine her Showing me her teeth
Dear god, You have been behind all that I h… Yet we still have more work to do. May you use me as a conduit for yo… You have guided me through the Da…
The night sky is our lost mytholog… No longer do we look to the stars… No longer do we sit in awe of the… So behold the immensity of the sky… And recognize the infinite capacit…
SnakeWoman by Chris Warren Smith A woman by day. A snake by night. One brings you fright.
I build it with music. I freeze it with a photograph. I ease it with meditation. I tease it by floating on water. I beckon it by running my fingers…
She is the captain of the Ghost S… No sail on this boat. Her spirit moves it. The vessel is dark to conceal her. Because she has a beauty
She looks into the mirror as she puts on her war paint. One finger at a time. A different color for each emotion… She is a warrior. A spiritual sol…
Many years go a woman was walking… It was long and windy, stretching… It had sharp barb’s on it preventi… She touched it and cut herself. Her blood dripping on the grass.
Everyday you look for someone out… You look for something out there. When you are lonely you look for a… When you are scared you search for… When you are sad you seek sympathy…
How lonely it can be to write. My bride is this white computer sc… Constantly staring at me. Always receptive. To write is to challenge solitude.
The Woman in Black She is the woman in black A virtuoso with a poker face. Her instrument is the violin. It has a high level of emotion.
The ocean calls. Pele summons. The island beckons. Sun, sea and surf Over land, roads and turf.
