From cathedrals up in the celestia… Home of the divine and truly wise, Mothers come to be from amity soug… Just in time as the brothers fough… Riding in on rainbows to quell the…
Euphoric mysteries forever flood m… with music rivers of spice and mys… through canals lined with honey an… carrying sweet sounds to my spirit… I a lover of the rich and exotic f…
Prospectors of yesteryear scaled the craggy cliffs with their mules, sifting pans, picks, blankets, rifles, food, whiskey, and enough supplies to last as long as it took to find the gol...
Hands From the dust of the ground he aro… With appendages reaching out and Moving his body wherever he desire… Thus, he became the image of his c…
Slicing through the naked branches of winter’s hollow forest, the wind, the exotic language, a fanfare to the song of winter, a prelude to the soul of the seaso…
The architect of sound With his soft, soothing, rapid han… Reaching out into the mystic air, Transporting music on a sacred jou… A pilgrimage to a sacred pleasure…
Ah, the passion of the throbbing r… The heated waltz with a flaming bl… The crying guitars and bleeding fi… The busy feet and the song that li… The intensive eyes and the look of…
The Runner-up Surge ahead with me, my friend Push me to my limits My untested self An uncharted voyage
Air of rhythm of poetic pace circulating in cylinders of pure w… adorned in angelic robes in celest… with the pulsating drums up into t… uttered phrases from the mouth of…
Our noble lady of justice sits at the river that divides man’s dreams with his conscience, with tears streaming down her cheeks as she ponders over what went wrong with fellow man. The...
The most joyful feelings are those where there has been an abundance of sorrow, and where God’s comfort has been accepted. What better way is there to value relief than to be in dire n...
He was a hardworking, modest young man who had a low paying job, but his ability to economize enabled him to pay his bills and still save a little of what was left over for himself. He...
My soul’s in a vacuum in a quiet p… In a garden unknown in a state of… At the bottom of a hill too steep… In search of a sonnet not written… The skies are filled with vibratin…
Music and sound the closer the pur… When heaven is on nigh le grand am… Beauty fades twisting around corne… Through currents and stolid transf… No bending, no shedding, just stra…
My brother in arms: The desire for independence summons the spirit within to break the chains that bind the heart. If your dependency has made you comfortable, and that comfort has ma...