When the sky grey,
    the sun has gone down
you fail to find your way
   all thoughts clogged in the head
and you can't hear a clear voice
   vision is biased and speech is altered
hours of introspection seems void
   all you need is just a solution
to put back jammed things in motion
   looking for people to help you,
and when you can't find some, my friend
   just grab it by its glossy waist,
lift it, put it to your thirsty lips
   and pour down your throat this solution
for your heart needs an internal repair
   to lift you up from this momentary dispair

A new day

Rife with possibility

Insert some new tranquility

Into your mind


A new way

Of looking at the positive

Believing life is causative

A new lens we must find


Truth is

Difficult at times to discern

But even so down deep I yearn

Now to make headway


Love is.

So don this mask for now, shall I

And in the face of fear I’ll fly

For today's a new day

~

Rise O’ sun, please come and rise
Bring your light to morning skies
In pastel colors, pink and red
So she will wake this weary bed
And I may see her beauty true
Illumined by the glow of you
I long to gaze her perfect eyes
*So rise O’ sun, please come and rise

In a limestone meadow ,
near a quarry by the sea.
There grows a beautiful Orchid,
that looks just like a bee.

After summer solstice,
standing in full bloom.
Like natures beauty queen,
every head turns in the room.

Whenever I pay Homage,
while down on one knee.
I capture an image,
for everyone to see.

Among the sandy rocks,
against the odds it grows.
Slim  chance of survival,
as the North wind blows.

Maybe we could learn,
from this special plant.
No matter how stony your life,
our inner beauty we could grant.