grass under the feet
go ahead stand upon nature’s shoulders the renewed spirit will silently fall
in wake of the new emerging reality
waking the unseen dream… crazy as it sounds, it’s not so crazy
throughout life
throughout life he looked for God
the man who splits wood
he chops his wood he chops it good with his double edged axe he never tires of doing so but seldom misses
my pal the mailman knocks twice
I opened the door… and, there stands my beautiful pal the mailman with all that junk mail in a bag slung across her lovely shoulder riding her scooter that’s how we deliver the mail here on banana island.
I feel the electricity
I had found that all my experience became memory
I look out my window
I look out my window and see a man outside I open the door and there he stands my guardian angel with heavenly white wings
in the midst of the early shadow
as we lie in the midst of the early shadow I have walked in search of you for it has withheld that which I need to know
that subtle magnetism
So many things don’t have their words to describe, yet when it comes to nature, it has that subtle magnetism which draws me to it
wherever you are
wherever you are the breeze ruffles your hair in a field with a bottle of beer
Shakespeare’s: The Tragedy of Anthony and Cleopatra
Within Shakespeare’s “The Tragedy of Anthony and Cleopatra… ‘Caesar’ says, ‘he which is was wished until he were’. It hath been taught us from the
