Everyone wants to feel something inside to give them a feeling of accomplishment; God’s will in them to be productive in some way. Deep down inside, everyone wants to keep that feeling;...

Songs of the colors and the air th… the stories, the moods, the joy, t… music of the solace and music of t… music of the drought and of the fa… the color of heaven adorned in vir…

When outer space was just and insp… A food for the poet’s heart and mi… A river flowing through the parche… An oasis of thought, creativity, a… A story written in breathtaking pr…

In the quiet of Mother Nature, In her bosom a complacent lullaby, A song that tames the passion, An air that dissolves the run of p… A lullaby to sleep of all anxiety,

Beautiful Danger You with your dark knights in the… Dancing to the rites of the macabr… Your sweet arsenals on the alert Your honeyed poison on your lips

Lady Proper White lace, pasted smiles, all tha… Tea and crumpets amid voices of th… Laugh but not loud, crying is forb… Wild stallions too essential to be…

The Melting Pot Generations upon generations of th… Thrown together, each one as tradi… Through the years, from standing o… Rising from birth, see how they’ve…

“I was here before the spirit moved across the waters, before the inundation of the sun, before man emerged from the ashes, and before everything came to be. From solid rock I was made ...

Love’s religion is of the highest order with no labels attached; no isms, no envy, and no intelligence that interferes with that deep feeling rooted from a love of all things, a cleavin...

A Prelude to Love I can see your dancing eyes They tell me about the passion of… They are forever deep and mysterio… Beautiful, perilous, like the

Gallery in the unsettled skies at… in the lap of the humid air, skyborne giants piling up cumulus… high in the sky to touch the firma… flaunting their beauty for the beh…

Orchestral string players, devoted… placing it in high regard, lovers of teamwork, fraternal harm… one music family undivided, each supported by the other,

Missiles of microscopic dimensions… of iron, skin, blood, and sand, half human and half beast, half steel and half flesh, like gargoyles jumping