fire under our skin ...a thin layer of fire under our skin burning as we desire to be

Spring into winter Spring blooms cold showers Sun comes and goes not know When to shine give warmth Cold air like fog lingers on

...dedicated to the country of Ukr… verses of peace the poetry of love nurtured in our heart longing to be born to be with the truth at all times

winter milkshake walk Brr... it was a bit cold a walk... a space... gifting my soul some peace and quiet... perhaps a settling down pace kind

Lamb’s Book Of Life The grim reaper there at the door At all times 24/7, evil stoic Sa… He knows all humans are mortal wil… Sooner later they die sooner bette…

God’s Little Hearth Our home in the vastness of nothingness called universe

Echoes of the Sixties Scrambled Eggs With Rosemary A brunch of scrambled eggs and dar… Sounds especially good this Sunda… After a late tossing turning night…

splendid horizon a setting sun a weakening light maybe some real thin French cookie… tea could be good even a dark bold… until time is no more... yes

To the Autumnal equinox! A fleeting feeling & glimpse of summer with vibrant colors dazzling sunlight & unquenchable t… For a few golden moments...

The Manger Carol Voices There is yet a whole lot of things… The only game in town left... life Sweet times made sweeter with love

fireworks a primal burst cooing loving birds songbirds mornings

The angel has the upper hand No question about it Sword high about to smite Truimphant over it all The demon prostrate

here’s looking at you still able to wake up not having any idea a miracle is upon me sweet breath of life

Strung Together Do I still love you? Alone, I can see the doubt Your eyes express, feel the fear The long silence this emptiness