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Jun 2017
Let me start the mood..

:The last shadows:
What I see are the last shadows of a world made of twilight..
They loved eachother in the darkness..
They made a family in the forever dusk of their shadow day..
Then the light came..  
It came and all the darkness could do was be pushed away..
If light was there darkness could never return..
And it was about to shine away the last of it..

Let me change the mood...

:Following the lines in my hands..:

My dreams of you..
Put a smile to my face before I truly awake..
Its the moment I am happy..
Its the moment I am back with you..
I remember then where I am at..
On what I was doing..
On the otherside of the galaxy..
Following the lines in my hands..
That reveal Heavens coordinates..

Final mood. . . . .

The peace of wind farms. . .

Driving down the road early one evening..
I think of random things to think about..
I do not know why!?
But when I am at my most relaxed state of mind I always see wind farms..
But not just any wind farm..
Wind farms high on a mountain in a desert in Texas..
Its as if I am suppose to find peace there..
I see the wind mills like I see the evening I am currently driving in.
It brings a beautiful peace to my soul..
Just to think about them..
Again I do not know why!
Perhaps its the wind..
Or maybe the windmills themselves..
How they spin to the will of the winds..
I write to music. This was a sequence of three different songs and the moods they put me in..  Send me a song and I will write what the song makes me see. You would be suprised, I always am..
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
(South Texas)   
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