If I ever walked with Jesus, how should I present myself; formally or casually? Being formal impresses those who can’t see beyond appearances. Being casual eases the tension and opens...

Enveloped by the sound of music With arms that cast me Into an exotic paradise And planted a seed That blossomed in my imagination

We are the result of meticulous pl… of the Universe in its primal form… from darkness into light and light… then ashes into Adam before he too… from the spirit into matter and ma…

Vampire Party poopers popping out From caskets and musty tombs about… Trying to have fun on Halloween n… No blood to drink, no jokes to rec… Can’t dance nor laugh, just sit in…

Words dipped in the waters of poet… flowing in rapture as in a lover’s… through velvet pipes down Melodic… swirling toward heaven for a spati… words chosen from deep within the…

We lie in the shade of the maple t… My beloved angel of twenty three, Whose lap is soft as a velvet drea… A quiet brook and a silver stream. I look into her deep blue contente…

An ode to all artists who paint the life as it is, the times as they are, the fashions, the architecture, the modes of transportation,

Story in the Dawn In yonder skies at break of day, when the canopies are parted, when stories come into view, their brightly colored pages

Work hard young man and young lady… Go to the vineyards for the grapes… The time is now to harvest which y… Toil in the field until it’s time… Pride in your work makes labor so…

Sunday moved into Monday like a well oiled machine with precision and clarity. The age of time had lost one more day, and the power of the sun lost some of its stronghold with the end ...

Shifting shadows splash across the… from early morn until the sun so l… inching its way over protruding ob… forming artistic patterns as the l… bringing to mind images of the his…

Body of woman, body of man, A design above all earthly thought… Of systems generating systems, An eternal desire staying on cours… Of each replica remaining exact,

Back in ancient days, when there used to be a Miss Universe Pageant, the contest was only limited to our immediate galaxy. After that, the pageant was expanded to include every galaxy....

When religion reaches The end of the road, Where else is there to go? When its books are Ingrained in the mind,