The Rich Poor Man His pockets were empty But his head held high His soles were worn out But his soul was intact

Red and yellow dressed in Autumn… and days set aside from all the ot… seasons into seasons as time never… painting the forests and the unset… Mother Nature keeps busy like all…

Mother Nature, van Gogh, and Hen… Painters who gave their all to a m… They shed their tears for their pr… Bound themselves to the work they… Mother Nature with her vibrant re…

When love is introduced to two lov… When affinity moves with the speed… When it hastens the course of love… When the feeling becomes intense, When that intensity begins to heat…

Batter up to the plate he comes to… chewing tobacco as to the ground h… staring at the pitcher with intrep… his confidence moved up and up on… Strike one on the outside corner o…

Flat top haircuts, Afros, shaved heads, Long Hair, greasy hair, goatees, Moustaches, long sideburns, Jewelry for the tongue and nose,

Metalic leaves, the voices of the… the soft tapping of percussive me… Nature’s choir nestled inside the… like metalic hymns flowing through… a lullaby of the soft spoken zephy…

“Around your finger, your beautifu… Your empty one that makes my spiri… Your poetic movements of swanlike… Of melodic heavenly moonlight over… Your beautiful finger, your orches…

The Permeation Spilling into the empty silence as… On its wild journey into spaces un… It leaps over hills and valleys Then settles into the pits of the…

God placed in our souls a saintly guide to lead us upon the all righteous path. Some choose to find their own way without him, blinded by their own vanity. Their own wisdom is suffici...

Soft water like silken arms in harmony to a mother’s lullaby, a drifting on a lazy river, an easy ride in a quiet sanctuary, a listening to the melodic birds,

Voices from the east woke me from my deep sleep this morning and told me to be aware of something that was looming in the sky. A chill ran up my spine while my shoulders tightened and ...