Comes a time when the battering di… When the pain is a never ending sa… When the arsenals are like the nak… When resistance is a sapling again… When the calm goes into the wild,

Harmonic Paradise, my love, my he… my pulse, my love, my exotica, my… You await me with thy loving arms, thy sweet breath that fills my emp… my home within a sea without a nam…

Treasure Seekers He who climbs the mountain and finds the gold hidden inside,

The Light I traveled afar through secret cav… Around dark corners and hidden sta… Into the silent abyss, a sinister… Demons flapping their anxious wing…

We brace ourselves for October’s… When warm nights dwindle down to a… Frosty nights will be here again ‘Cause winter is coming around the… The dews of autumn no longer as of…

Humor’s Vessel He travels along his sacred roads To tired old dignified churches With his jokes in his pockets And his smiling face above all

The other day while scratching my back, I came up with a brilliant observation. Since Michael Strahan scratches his back, he does the same thing I do. We must be of the same mold; broth...

Reconciliation I detest the way you Look at me The way you walk The way you talk

Thank God for his will that he planted in our beings. It is the source of all motivation. When our soul seems to us to be empty, it is abounding with words to be found, music to be su...

Our Abode Aloft We’re standing here on a grassy kn… You and I together for what we kn… We gaze at the bulging clouds drif… And pick a spot above where eagles…

Glassy seas are there for easy sai… with nautical canvas unfurled and… smooth sailing in his thoughts so… riding along the casual waves so s… while Mother Nature rests her hea…

Wild is the flower in meadows unsown, far beneath the Himalayan peaks wreathed by regal clouds, picturesque patches of green,

Waterfall of a perilous beauty, of pastel wings and thorns about, angel abodes with demonic doors, living water falling down from deadly currents breathing life int…