Pave me a path to the moon
I'll walk the whole way
Encouraged
By the silver dust craters
And white light

It looks to be a gentle place
A place to go to close your eyes
And exhale.
A place to go
To have your face touched
And heart filled

On the moon
I will be peaceful
I will revel in the
Weightlessness of it all
And store that feeling in my heart
Remembering it in moments
When I am feeling
Crushed by this heavy earth

And in the meantime
While my path is being paved
I'll keep my moon dream alive
By late night star gazing
And keeping
Silver dust in my pocket

Life's greatest gift,
Is not one of physical nature.
But one that touches you deeper.
Deeper then you ever thought was possible.
Life's greatest gift makes people do strange things.
But it also makes us feel a way that isn't matched by any other force in the universe. What's life's greatest gift to you?

Poetry is art
A blank canvas and a brush
We paint with our hearts

The whispering waves were half asleep
the birds had gone to play
and in the trees and in the deep
the smile of nature lay.