naked is her fire,  
from deep heart and with chaste eyes  
she gathers moonlight  
into spoken words reside  
to soothe sad souls such as mine.

Crashing into the wave side
Endless depths to a never ending heart
Unable to see my faults for what they are
Such distance lost in the currents

Sometimes when I write a beautiful moment, I like to wait before I mark the world with its stain and keep this reverie just for me

It must be the selfishness that's settling
I can't tell you what it is that makes a man
But, I think I might know
It looks like times just not on my side
I can hear my train a coming
I'm still running for my life
Oh what a distant and welcoming cry

The message was not a bunny or a rabbit,
The message was not barbarism or violent habits,
The message was not sacred war or mass ******,
The message was not invasion or racial hatred,

The message was freedom to live and love,
The message was faith in peace’s dove
The message was mercy in the world community,
The message was unity through a shared humanity.

A voice came in from
The deep blue sea
From a ghostly old
Sea dog lost at sea
I was to carry his voice
I was to be thee host
To find his lady who
Lived once on the rugged coast
Many cliffs I willingly climbed
With a wide smile on my face
Till I came to graveyard
A sweet quaint old quiet place
There was once  his widow
His wonderful beautiful bride
I relayed his voice to her
Now alongside her,he now lies
When I visit the seaside
And look pleasingly out to sea
The voice of thee old sea dog
Says thank you to me.