Bless the unloved children. they can always spot a good mom and dad over bad ones. the bad moms and dads always stand out like sore thumbs. God bless the good parents. take them not for granted. murderers, criminals and tyrants around the world had moms and dads. parents have the power to change the… Continue reading The Unloved
Time spent surrounded by nature is where one may renew his soul, if he is so inclined. yet, nature is everywhere, no less a flower in a glass.
falling stars Crystal ice God's breath fogging glass pane sparkling diamonds mystic trance a universe full of bright and dim frozen light inner moon glare floating there trapped within the suspended blackened curtain.
Pastels in nature in this field of weeds I cannot let go of it it is infused within my very bones these greens, blues, yellows and browns this sunlight, this warmth it is time and my life depends upon it yet, I cannot part with it Of this I am because as I sit hidden… Continue reading This field of weeds
hand picked wood mirror should cut and split it will fall roses, white seasoned, dry deep beneath earthen limbs watch it burn outside sky cannot whim clouds in smoke around the bend.
As it rains I look out my window. I sit here now. looking. listening. warm inside. the sound of rain. the smell of rain. the beauty of it we cannot recreate. if I could be alive forever, I would want to see the rain falling. it is though, enough doing for now. the sound of… Continue reading As it rains
animal friendship is true friendship. they always deliver love never asking anything in return. wouldn't that be nice if mankind as a whole were like our sacred pets? the earth would be a very peaceful and loving place to live in. would it not?
what have we left in life when we lose sense of self? The ego chains our personalities. if we learn to simply be, we flow into the pool of consciousness of which we lose our sense of self gaining goodness, peace and serenity. what is the price tag of this? what were the ancient masters… Continue reading Gaining an understanding
Oh, God do I find you here? You must be close by, for I feel vibrations of nature's beauty. It is you who made it. Colors so vivid. Cool water babbling. Fish bobbing. yellows, oranges and browns. water mirroring the sky. trees looking down upon me. rocks lining the shore. I wander about your house.… Continue reading Somewhere between all these things
The rich and powerful, the good and evil, the lawmaker and the law breaker, as well as poet, stumble out the same bar room door.