Bend soft magical hues
over canvas pristine
let rise to the heavens
wondrous sound that is seen
The girl laughed out loud because she knew this experience was such a cliché who would believe it?
He zipped up his pants and said his good nights leaving Natalie looking up at the stars, listening to the windmills, like towering grasshoppers creaking their repeating rhythm.
“I’d never gotten the last word in with that woman, ever. Here was my opportunity.”
A fondness is like
a leaf on a branch of a tree
or the soft glow of
a candle lit before you…
May the light of love
from your heart
shine through your
eyes so that others
may “see” the
goodness that lies there,
Or was my fancy so sweet that it quickened too few of my senses/And dulled all the rest?’
My buddy my brother has pass away
I need help & prayers
This hawk, a manifestation and symbol of nature’s ever flowing wisdom, reminded me of the insightful discernment in recognizing a natural time for dynamic action and a time for restful silence.
Why did I let things get so bad…how could this happen to me?
I’m a prisoner kept locked away inside my life, in a mental cell, held captive by fatigue.
The sights that I would let my eyes see
Wash over and caress so lovingly
hold forever in my memory…
When we can find balance between our minds and our emotions we are able to walk the tightrope of existence and no strong wind of opposition or discontent will cause us to teeter and fall off.
You can get lost in here and disappear
Do yourself harm beyond repair
If you give in to hopelessness and fear