The contour of the river bed controls the flow of the water that surges past the rocks; or it just lies still, silently sleeping in the solitude of the afternoon sun before sinking to t...
Connected to the rage inside that is there and ever shall be, the force that drives mankind to madness from the consuming fire from the
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…
Mountains too high are mountains conquerable. Conundrums are the lore of the clerisy that clarify themselves as they reach into the mind of man and stimulate his curiosity and invigorat...
Beautiful Debby with her chiffon… flailing about in the teeth of her… her rage riling up the oceanic pea… the calm that it used to be, the g… that loll in the sun and under moo…
Arms extended into summer’s lair Holding onto the warm tropical air… As autumn looms over the fruited p… So soon the snow will replace the… So soon the heated arms will give…
Love harbor, love heaven, love maternal, love beauty, love divine, spirit descended, heaven broken into pieces, pieces fashioned into beauty,
We are the chosen ones who God selected when the spirit moved across the waters. We are blessed and cursed by its wayward destinations. Deep inside our soul it came to us for the dawn...
A new year and a new resolution, An earnest methodical execution, A careful planning of the days ahe… A serious commitment to honor the… With prosperity in mind with our e…
Eternal Man was there as the first man was dusting off the ashes from his body, and as he looked around the garden, bewildered and lonely. Then a woman appeared and they started a famil...
On a cold damp night Faith in a warming voice Arrived at my doorstep Like the invisible wind Though I couldn’t see it
Artists of the new, the bold, the… poets with wolves in their blood escorting them to the forest maze, a no man’s land of thickets and th… or a land of virgin nymphs
Aiming High And then I climbed upon the ladde… Of murmuring streams and golden su… Of anxious paradises outside my ho… Where easy fortunes grew from my g…
My hidden rivers with names I kno… transporting my life with the prop… flowing through my sensitive canal… with the power to determine my des… my fragile life at the mercy of it…
If the birds are bound by music, why can’t I be? I can do away with rhetoric and pride. I can live among the forest and plains. I can commune with the sounds of nature by listening i...
