In the old neighborhood Ms Martha owns an old stone home The grandest made of granite and s… Tall white pillars Long wide windows and

Rain is falling down Thunders crashing all around Nevertheless Don’t stress Turn the lights down low

Time is just the tide The ebb and flow flowing The breath of the season blowing

The right song The right tune Solace of symphonies The illuminated path To the moon

In the middle of the night Spooked scared I’m full of fright By the night owls Lonely wolves

En Route En route’ Life aint nothing But a Traffic jam

Within the confines Of tortured souls Ancient lies Fester

The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow

Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens

Once alive yet never dead Children’s spring summertime laugh… In the air and skies overhead Omnipresent love Sunshine and breezes

Sound bites the dust Dreamy starshine Sunshine burst births lovely green…

My main squeeze Saturday afternoon Weekday bruises Never gone too soon Over yonder

Olde flames Mere dreams Sparks poppin Crackling Into the skies

Quiet silhouettes Silencing an aching mind Between eyes not yet blind Within window quarters Along sides

Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating