Blue cerulean sky
Stretches Deep into horizon
Souls wonder, in light
The one appearing alone,
beside them?
Lo, trenches washed on trees high
Is it a spirit, heart of complete refinement?
He says life! these lucid drops fall from thine eye
Lo, the sunrise speaks to enlighten
Yet they watch him vanish, again, their hearts percieving nature's sighs
Once more to the sun, they hearken
where are the cerulean skies?

Irises glistening in the night
Nurtured by the moon's warm light in refrain it shines with life
In time it will ignite
The remnant embers of might will look upon a work
That was headed by might
Pure in inspiration was the sight
Lo and behold fire quenches his right
Yet the flowers bloom silently
Slowly guided by the aspiring flight
An iris, glistens
Hear the moon's height
An iris leaps
Moon's heart part of the night
Yet seen the sky holds
Nurturing

Early morning
Once
A clasped amulet of sunset,
Forever, reverie

Cerulean skies paint a lavish landscape
Green peppered through out, washes the blue sky
Nature expands
Silently awaiting
The call
For home

Endless is life
A journey on blue shores waiting
Timeless is the height
That sets green lines waking
Mindfully do we decide
The path we walk up taking
Wisely we reside
In the infinite
In its waking

Home
Is where the heart is
Where resides eternity

Home
Is comfort
Free from uncertaintty

Home
Is life itself

Where love has dwelt

Above stars

Life
dances
Ceases to never amaze night, chances
Heights has Relinquished, turns marrow into light
Peppered well springs of dew dropped laden light ring, sing with very might
Suddenly coalesced into waves of ingenuity, Grace entrancing, bright
Splashing, cutting the canyon of time
glistening as a river parts the land
resounding in its wake, higher mind or sand
Takes on the landscapes burdens, striving sight transcended refined, beginning once again planned
The heart of the land we find
Dancing forever

Nightly lit dreams arise
Out of consciousness,
Coalescing into skies

Going, leaving a process undeterred by chance
Having, seeing a totem pole of romance
Seeking, shining glancing, perchance?
Ah, the soul

Poetry is the sublime art
Of hidden aspiration
Masquerading as manifested inspiration
Representing the fine quality of craft
Becoming
One with the heart
And soul

Sit beneath a tree
Watching the world
It waits to hear what flees
And, relishes company curled
In a book, or in life
There is only one being that gets it right
For sitting by a tree
Is one of the great pleasures in life!

Sun dried leaves
a bird and the bees
the love one seize
gracefully residing
a kind of one to part
love that is so stark
the ribbon unwinds the hearth
plants regroup as a lark
sings
during autumn
the nature as often
as the dews first leaf
one can never cease
nor do the trees or
sun dried
leaves

Infinitely, we see
Yet still blips in space
That come together, some without trace
The stars that shine move our minds
Making eternity once deemed to be a master's design
Yet humble we are before the stars
Rather waiting, we pile on the bars,
Music we sing, while sometimes out of tune
Cosmically believed to be setting soon
For the journey is grand, fierce and light
But with the right chord we'll be in sight
Infinity then, will not be just a right
Of those that see