writing is a movement
by which my thoughts
are savored;

like the silence of wind
until it rustles the leaves

the words I write
still move me
after the wind has stopped

The Rose

Thorns may be along our path
but only between the roses.
Sunlight falls upon the blooms
white with my surrender.
Succumb I will to walk with Love
finding my soul in yours;
When you choose a rose for me
the gesture is a gift.
For a drop of blood
falls from your finger
and landing on petals soft,
transforms the white to brilliant red.
Our rose will live forever.

Be careful,
Because you...

Catch more flies with honey, bring more bees with flowers.
But you might find a bear or a thorn;
The times that you think it can't be worse
Are when to remember this little verse.
That if you can catch it, capture and keep it
Then love it and know it is yours.
But what comes to bother you surely must leave you
and you'll be alright of course.

May Mother Earth ground you, come what may;
God give you wisdom to send trouble away.

My Dear Man,
my soul mate,
the one who raises my heart rate;

When I find You
and you are mine,
we'll show the word fantastic times.

When we depart
as all men doth,
Heaven shall have to take us both.

For me no world
could heaven be
if you do not remain with me.

And in my heart,
my soul, no joy,
without you my forever boy.

The evening is still,
no breeze;
the tress tell me nothing but "Wait."

How long will it be
until I can say
exactly what I want,
and be heard
AND BE HEARD
without a word?

But a walk my way
and time to play
will tell me time has won
finally;

For faith and trust
took over
and anything lost
is nothing anymore.

And if no Us,
it is I
I have found.
And that's enough for both,
I know.

I know.

The heart can be impulsive,
the mind may sway to fear.
A body gets weak and tired,
but the soul, holds wisdom dear.
Be still and find the truth therein
it waits for you to hear.
No magic in the air, for us,
but winds that in-ward steer.

If you listen,
If you dream,
If your heart fills with stars
At the thought of the Love
Binding you to your guides;
Then open your Spirit
And hear what they breathe.
For guidance will tell you
What you need.

Ask wisely, and it will be.