Heaven singing from on high, Celestial cathedrals in consoling… The pure climbing out of the pure, Wandering through a new space, Carrying silence immersed in sound…
Oceans hover as far as one can see… opening doors to the north without… spreading about the fields of ripe… as a thick haze in the day from th… bringing in the air from the south…
The first time I tried to sing the song, it was the wayward wind on the high seas and I was a sailor trying to tame it. The melody was a strange beast that devoured me. Its beauty str...
The fire of love in its heated sta… as doves fly out from wooden cages… as heaven speaks in her native ton… and the shifting sands melt one by… passion speaking through heated ch…
In my hours of deep sleep last night, my dreams sped toward me like a vivid saga that stormed into my being and kicked into my divine faith. There were two Gods, the familiar one of the...
You, rock of age with eyes, ears, and memories, were you there in the dark before the light came to reveal your form?
Secrets in the deep-sea world unde… the wind-blown waves, many fathoms under the reach of th… further down under the tall, waterlogged swaying ocea…
Cry Pride gloating, sorrow talking, eu… Sentimental truths pouring out of… Hidden places that hide under call… Speaking to us like the wild rain…
A Flower’s Seed Your body is so slight and trivial But yet you surge ahead Out of your iron-clad armour Up to the sun in all thy glory
Casual conversation and deep poetic thought are as as far apart as the sun and moon, as poets take their thoughts to a new world and invite the reader to reach it with them. Casual conv...
Up high on the stage, Where hours melt into minutes, And minutes into seconds, And seconds into nothing, Where music eats up time
My highlight of last summer was on one still night, sitting upon a knoll while listening to a live symphony. As the fervent strings warmed my heart with their hidden beauty, I pondered...
Man and animal are not so different The law of the jungle is ingrained in their soul Animals of inferior strength are consumed by the superior ones Until they share the same pasture ...
Inspiration, my heroine to me came… My lady of thought and soothing wa… Her hidden words in the dark of th… Shone her beacon and brought me to… Lifted me up where I saw her stor…
The road to paradise is paved with barb that stings the flesh along the way but leads to the highest joy. It proves that wisdom is in the knowing of how pain feels and how much more par...