Seek Me No More |
My soul speaks in a whisperMy soul sings in a songMy spirit cries in the nightClinging to needs of the nightAnd raging out loud in a velvet tear-drop songSing to meSoul to soulHeart to heartMercy to n...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jun 2010 22:37:00 GMT |
Night Wind |
Oh breath of life, do not leave meI touch your dainty stepListening to the night wind singAnd gently kiss my hairI step softly forward and slowlyMy footsteps sinking into the soilGrass tickling my ste...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jun 2010 22:36:00 GMT |
What the Hell...Oh Baby |
He calls me babyHe calls everybody babyHe says I love youIt is so good to hear your voiceWhat am I supposed to feelSeriously, what am I supposed to feelBaby, I love youI didn't mean to hurt YouWho am ...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jun 2010 22:32:00 GMT |
Growth, the evolution |
Growth Change PruningChange Life Living This is the evolution of mankind. Tell me, how you expect to live your days without change. How do you like the stagnation of your life?Do you enjoy the emptine...
Posted by on Wed, 19 May 2010 11:23:00 GMT |
Acupuncture |
I had a vision while having acupuncture done the other day.I heard the words, you have to look creatively to see the door, in an alternate viewpoint.I then saw a small old man in a white/creamy living...
Posted by on Wed, 19 May 2010 11:21:00 GMT |
Hearing what is not there |
There is so much to appreciate in this life.Why do we forget?What is the point of this existence, if we forget.What did we do to forget?The earth existence is almost like a gameA game of strategyOne o...
Posted by on Wed, 19 May 2010 11:17:00 GMT |
A Kiss of Spring |
To taste the wind
A kiss of Spring
The land sings
The earth rejoices
There is life
And I reach down to touch the grass
A simple blade of grass
Caress her edge and feel the life
Coursing with...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Mar 2010 19:10:00 GMT |
Spring Flower |
The scent of fresh rain on the gentle earth
The aroma of life beginning
And the grass becoming green in life
All things are as they are meant to be
All things happen as they are set in motion
Wi...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Mar 2010 19:08:00 GMT |
A Reflection |
Have you ever held on to something for so long because of sentimental value? The memory of what it was is somethimes greater than what the object really is. Hanging on to these "precious" items only w...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Jul 2009 21:59:00 GMT |
A Reflection of Nature |
Adults fight and argue. The adults in my childhood home were loud and angry. I was young and always ran from the terrorizing emotion threatening to crush me. We lived in the country, surrounded by Ark...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Apr 2009 13:49:00 GMT |
