Reality is the independent existen… of something apart from another th… that derives from ideas concerning… The truth of something stands alon… and needs nothing more to define i…

Lush Mountain outside my window, Down from the summit to the flats… Greenery is restored from thirsty… The falling of the rains of the te… Employed by our Mother Nature on…

Electric Lady Sparks flying, lightening splashin… Rapture’s calling, body’s burning Angel’s singing, heaven’s touching Sky’s falling, perfume permeating

Aerial Man on his nightly mission… flying up to the barren skies with his fiery torches in his hand… as he has done since time was yet in the seed of the blessed…

Deep down inside my private mind, encircled by barbed wire fences, my world, my pride, my haven, my autonomy, my island, my secret theories, my wilderness,

Words locked up in heavenly vaults… released into the charitable skies… blowing in the wind over land and… availing themselves to those in ne… melted down to liquid that

The world spins at a furious pace. Springtime is a race around the gl… Green keeps its vibrant shade of g… Autumn leaves are suspended in the… Saplings rise like the blood of th…

When love reaches its waning days, When the flame flickers in the hea… When memories keep it from dying o… When the boat sinks down in the so… When early days come back to dream…