This homecoming night That was made for her, A ride in the limo With a handsome chauffeur. All dressed up in

Like a recipe that requires certain ingredients, so does life in its understanding. In order to feel the wholeness, one must be able to feel the sum of its parts. Sorrow has as much s...

Those strong arms of Mother Natur… That pull you into the heat of lif… Those pulsations of the hungry hea… That drive you to the threshold of… Those sublime rhythms of the spiri…

Behold the equinox as the sun retu… To ease the anxiety and prevailing… Dressed up in its finest vernal at… Moving with the speed of a skyward… Looking down at the cold earth bel…

Torches burning through the melodi… parting the heavy air with all the… yellow flames dancing as in a spir… dressing up the night with an effe… bringing heat to the solemn corrid…

Wishing you were here with me I’m in love with you Can’t live without your embrace I can’t eat or sleep My days are lonely and sad

’Twas the time of the morning dew Afore the sky flashed its pastel b… And the bloodstained meadow knolls Shone their battle scars among the… From yesterday’s skirmish with mor…

The pure the wild of passion’s bl… waters of the Styx and the child a… paradise lost and something new lost in the heat of the witch’s br… charging buffalos and lambs united

Mother Nature, beautiful child, E… of humanity sketched out on the dr… embodiment of innocence and purity… with verdants stretching out into… reaching out into the Holy Garden…

Two lovers on skates, music weavers weaving into one, one dream, one ballade, one sunset… one rhapsody, one song, one space, soaring, upward lifting,

A romp into the fires of Babylon, A shedding of the skin of reason, A blind journey into the unknown, A pleasure for the fool of the beg… An enchantress calling his name,

I of service to the Poet Gods, the kinds with no hands nor feet, but keen eyes, celestial minds and tyrannical tongues, chose me, a man with no dreams,