somewhere among the oaks and pines
i search, trying to find a sign
with the sight of the climbing vines
i am defined by nature's lines

the water shines my peace of mind
beside the brook, where ivy entwines
i find brightness, no longer blind
in the guiding light of God's designs

Words... Words... Words...
You pollute the air with facts
Trivia, facts, retellings of stories
Already familiar to us and to them.

Sound... Sound... God Awful sound...
Like every moment needs to be saturated
With clanking or yapping or recitations.
If only I could speak just for the ability to ask you

To Please... Stop.. Talking.

I will not be remembered as the leader of a mighty Army or drum major in a marching band ! Nor recognized by all of mankind for my scientific acumen , climbing Kilimanjaro or exploring the depths of the oceans ! My eulogy would not describe a man of great intellect such as the architect , lawyer or engineer ! Let my tombstone reflect upon the days of a Father , musician , poet and dreamer , that passed away with curiosity , not sadness .. A sometimes troubled man , with a love for the Arts , sunsets and the animal kingdom with a firm grasp of cherished , life long Southern traditions and moral principles* ...

Adrift upon the ocean, of hurricanes and sunrise, darkest dusk and heavenly dawn. The waves they grow and crash violently, and they also settle into the oblivion of still water. A black undulating surface is stained with warm golden shimmer, like a dead forgotten realm found once again by a hopeful persistence. Warmth and color fill up the cold dusty cracks and corners of existence, but order and entropy will always dance togetehr, and thus there shall always be a lonely corner waiting for the wings of grace.

I want to be as beautiful like your favorite flower (the one that reminds you of true love). I want to be the first person you see when you wake up. I want to be the morning sunrise. I want to be the reason behind those beautiful lips of yours. And mostly, I want to destroy you in ways that I could call you as my own and have you all to myself.

Unlock those chains the Devil put you in
Unlock your mind where yesterday was from when
Unlock hour heart where your tomorrow can begin
The Devil has you shackled with strong lock
Yet Jesus knows how break and knock
But Jesus has the key and knows how to unlock
No need to settle for darkness end
Step into the light and watch as the beauty of you that will begin
The Devil wants to pound and keep you bound
But just look up and around, and its Jesus Praise being the sound
Chains can only stay on if you allow
But seek Jesus while he can be found
Your soul will appreciate, but unfortunately unbelievers will not be able to relate
Goodness comes from Christ
It’s not a confession to the Priest seeking advice
Just tell the chains to fall off
Be faithful and knowing your stance
With Jesus this is how you advance
Merciful father who gives all a chance
The Devil wants to be King and have you in a fire fierce grave
But the point is, the Devil needs to behave
Tell the Devil your true soul belongs to Jesus
The Holy Spirit are controlled by Heaven
It’s Heaven alone
Understanding comes in letting it be known
Shake those chains and watch them come off
This will make the Devil mad of course
But will be chains away and praises that will be ok.

Even in the quietest moments


Sometimes even
in the quietest moments.
I can hear your voice
comforting kind and gentle.

It stirs up memories
of your unconditional love.
Then goes even deeper
to a need that lives in me.

A need to see you again,
to feel your closeness once more.
I know every inflection and
nuance of your sweet voice.

Angels bring me his message.
Angels bring me his love.

For now I understand
there is no silence, no ending.
Only a continuum
of what was once us.

I close my eyes
And I can see you again.
through the mist
of two worlds apart.

Your face so
beautiful to me.
Your kiss
so comforting.

In silent voices
from the quiet
place in my heart
that nobody
but you can fill.
I whisper
I love you honey.

I feel like this world, doesn’t like me
I feel like this world, doesn’t want me
I feel like I’m different, I feel like I don’t fit
This world doesn’t accept me, for who I am
But I aint gonna change

I will force myself on the world
And make it adept to me
Because I aint gonna change

People tell me,
Only crazy people don’t change
So I guess I’m crazy, I guess I’m weird
This world aint fair but I want it to be
So I aint gonna change

I refuse to change,
I refuse to let the world win
I will die a suffering death, before I let the world -change me

Fear is like a cancer, it will eat at you until you're nothing.
It will make you weak like a bird with a broken wing.
If you're having a good day, fear will  change that
Once it has ahold of you it will make you grovel in tears, that's a fact.
Fear won't stop until it has won.
Until the weight on your shoulders feels like a ton.
I've found the only way to face fear is to accept it.
You will never get rid of it
But the sooner you can accept it, the sooner you can live.
Not hide, not cower, but actually live