throughout
the night
while
flashing by
with
dazzling flight
the
fireflies
with
splintered light

the
earth
is
a tiny grain of sand
in
the
palm of God's hand
Yes
He has the world
in
His hands

red snapper
leaping
from
the
sleepy jaws of
the
wild grizzly bear
returning from
the
winter hibernation

even though
the people
all the way down here
still
asking for ice water
to drink
and to
cool down
the
blood in their veins
man
it is
hot as hell
down here
just
because
the
devil is a liar

The wind may howl, the clouds may roar,
Thunder crack and storms may pour,
But deep within, a fire burns bright,
Ain't nobody gonna steal my light.

Trials come, waves crash and churn,
Hope may flicker, embers turn,
But roots run deep, where joy takes hold,
Ain't nobody gonna sell me cold.

Shadows creep, doubt whispers low,
Fear may claw, a silent foe,
But I raise my voice, a joyful shout,
Ain't nobody gonna dim my doubt.

Through grit and grind, my spirit leaps,
Over hurdles, valleys steeps,
For in my heart, a song takes flight,
Ain't nobody gonna steal my night.

The world may spin, a dizzy chase,
Smiles may fade, leave an empty space,
But in my soul, a truth takes root,
Ain't nobody gonna steal my loot.

My joy, a treasure hard-won prize,
Sparkling fire in my eyes,
A radiant flame, a burning song,
Ain't nobody gonna do me wrong.

So let them scoff, let shadows fall,
I'll dance with joy, embrace it all,
For in this life, my own to claim,
Ain't nobody gonna steal my flame.

So raise your voice, let your spirit soar,
Sing your song, forevermore,
For in the depths, where joy takes hold,
Ain't nobody gonna steal your soul.

God is the creator
and
he is my light and sword
he is holy and wonderful
he is my rock and my shepard
he is love and mercy through a storm
upon
the quiet shores
thus
he prepareth a table before me
with
water and bread
he is the air
that
i breathe
and
he maketh
a quiet place for me
to rest my weary head
while
moving behind the scene
and
through
his holy word
He is my light and sword

ubiquitous summer night
where
bamboo butterflies
resting
their
translucent wings
upon
the
windmills and hills of Don Quixote  Spain

A thread of crimson, through the heart it weaves,
Binding two souls, like leaves on autumn's eve.
(Image of two souls intertwined amidst autumn leaves)

Beyond the flesh, where shadows dimly play,
A deeper song, the spirits interlace.
(Image of two souls intertwined amidst starlight)

No mortal chains, nor vows in whispered air,
Can hold as strong as love's own whispered prayer.
(Image of two souls intertwined embracing)

Through laughter's light, and sorrow's tear-stained stream,
The lovers' bond, a moonlit, silver dream.
(Image of two souls intertwined under a moonlight sky)

For in the hush, where secrets gently hide,
Two hearts aflutter, beat as one inside.
(Image of two souls intertwined sharing a heartbeat)

A whispered touch, a gaze that speaks untold,
A love eternal, braver than the bold.
(Image of two souls intertwined gazing into each other's eyes)

Let doubt and fear like phantoms fade away,
In love's embrace, forever and a day.
(Image of two souls intertwined fading into the sunset)

For though the world may spin, and seasons change,
The lovers' bond, forever will remain.

In America, it is difficult to be black
You always have to stay on track
Where are all the Black men, at
Incarcerated, must of them, Jack
Well, I made it most of the way
Hey, I got a good job, with good pay
So, I am getting married, on this day
This wedding ceremony worked out, you know, okay
Now, its time to celebrate, this way
Just friends and family to congregate, up in this place
Man, this wedding reception is great
Yeah, it is dark outside and it is getting late
I need to step outside to meditate
I got something special for my baby girl
Then, I grabbed my keys and my coat
Casually, I jet to my car
Well, I did not get very far
I heard gunshots ring through the air
So, I got nervous, with great despair
Sure, you feel the tempers flair
I see the man, packing the heat
You feel the anger in these streets
The words began to shout, no doubt
Boy, put your hands up, behind your head, before we roll out
We have no problem here, Mr. Man
I just want to get some stuff out my car
The policeman said no, then pointed the assault weapon, at my head
Now, freeze, step down, and put that body on the ground
Then, I reached down for my car keys, with my left hand
*****, those bullets blasted out, like jet rockets
Suddenly, they burst a few rounds, up inside of me
I receive multiple bullets from my head to my knees
They decided not to incarcerate me,
Instead, they invited me to this 50 bullet wedding, without the bride or groom

In thy dreams, a world takes flight,
Where fantasies dance in the soft moonlight.
A realm where hopes and wishes run,
In the sweet embrace of dreams yet spun.

In the still of night, when stars align,
Thy dreams take shape, vivid and fine.
A canvas unfurls, a masterpiece born,
In the realm of dreams, where desires adorn.

In thy dreams, futures surely come,
Where visions bloom, where hearts succumb.
With every slumber, a tale unfurls,
In the whispers of dreams, where the heart swirls.

A world of enchantment, of pure delight,
Where imagination soars, taking flight.
In the ethereal realm where fantasies roam,
In thy dreams, destinies find their home.

Through the darkness that blankets the night,
In the theater of dreams, dreams take flight.
A realm of possibilities, where hopes become,
In thy dreams, a certainty to welcome.

So in the embrace of night's tender hum,
Let thy dreams blossom, let them become.
For in thy dreams, where dreams succumb,
Lies the promise of futures yet to come.

When love looked inside of me one day,
It found a soul, in disarray.
In gentle gaze, it saw the pain,
And sought to heal, to soothe the strain.

It peered through layers, deep and wide,
Where emotions and fears often hide.
With understanding, without a plea,
Love embraced what it could see.

It sifted through my darkest parts,
Unraveling knots in broken hearts.
In every crevice, in every fold,
Love sought to heal what time had told.

When love looked inside, it found a spark,
A tiny flame in the endless dark.
It fanned the embers, made them bright,
Banishing shadows with its gentle light.

Love whispered softly, "You're not alone,
I'm here with you, to make you whole."
In its gaze, I found the key,
Unlocking doors, setting me free.

So, when love looked inside of me,
It found a soul, longing to be free.
With tenderness, it lent its hand,
And helped me see, helped me stand.

You are my glass
of vintage wine
and your sweetness
quenches my thirst


You are my sustenance
the daily bread that
feeds my heart, mind,
and soul


You are my illumination
radiant and burning bright,
the enlightenment
that attracts me

No more can be said
now and forever
you are my sweetness,
my light, my daily bread

One calm summer night
I visited the city aquarium and
I noticed the sharks and the barracudas
Playing a lovely game of tennis
Yeah, the sharks and
The Barracudas are just
Sitting around eating
Strawberries and drinking tea
How could this be?
The great white shark called out, "the surf is up!" and
The speedy barracuda replied, "fifteen Luv!"
How could this be?
Suddenly, the sharks and the barracudas
Noticed me standing there, and
Standing on the other side
Well, they all agreed,
If you want to learn how to swim with
The sharks and the barracudas,
First, you must learn how to play the game!
Oh, what a lovely sport it is!
Are you from Essex?
Well Its so lovely there, this time of year.

One day a poem stood at my doorstep
and I let it come in to get warm and dry
we sat by the fireplace and had a chat

We laughed and shared stories between us,  
about yesterday, today, and tomorrow, and  
yes, it was delightful to get a chuckle or two.  

I picked up my old guitar,  
the poem dusted off the ancient fiddle,  
and we played sonatas and variations of Bach    

Then, we sat down at the kitchen table,  
nibbling on sweet delicious corn cobs and  
sinking our teeth into succulent roast pheasant.  

At last, we filled our wine goblets to the brim  
with vintage brandy, and we drank to our hearts content.  

A poem does not want to be left alone,  
so the next time you see a poem outside your door,  
please do me a favor, and let it in.

Yes, words are the magic elixir
embracing the soul,
and words turn objects into gold.

Do words beat like the wings of
a restless hummingbird,
while men plot
with sharp daggers
to capture it?

Words teach us valuable lessons because words know how to give and receive.

Words live through every hurt,
through every pain,
because of they
have no self-conscious fear
of flight

Do words know how to give and receive?

The answer is always yes

Dear Lord, how do I make  
a covenant with this poem?  
  
Does it want a fresh pair  
of wings to master the sky,  
to soar like an eagle, in
the heavens above?
  
If a poem speaks, should
it sings in the halls of
cathedrals, joining spirit
with flesh to make this
covenant?  
  
If a poem is planted as a
seed in my heart, should it
take root, growing strong and
vibrant, or, should it be ripe
and ready for harvest?  
  
So, let these spiritual words  
flow through a beating heart,  
a gentle hand and sacred pen.
Scribe to bare witness on paper,  
thus to make a covenant with thee.

Mama says no matter what you do or
Be in life; just be the best, at what you do
Mama says, even if, you decide to be a *** or
Hang in the streets, just be the best one
Now, go get mama her slippers, boy
and be the best

When I opened my eyes, all I could see was landscape full on trees with empty nooses

My father was a runaway slave, who was captured by them bounty hunters. Daddy wanted  to
be free, and provide for his family

Why do we **** and enslave other man for their differences or color of skin. The answer my
friend is blowing in the wind. The answer derives from the sweet taste of sin, created by
the love, the power and the color of money

The empty nooses keep on  blowing in the wind

I remember, they kicked, beat and then dragged my daddy, unconsciously to that old oak tree
Lord, back in the day, Colored People was restricted from sitting or resting underneath
them trees with nooses

After they captured my pappy; they wrapped a dry noose round his neck so tight, that I
could smell the rope burns on his neck

When I opened my eyes, all I could see was landscape full on trees with empty nooses

They hung my daddy from that tree. Well, I was six years old, and I dropped to my knees. I
ask the Lord to spare my father’s life and to forgive these evil people, for they do not
know what they do

God put His hand in the story. Then, He clapped His Hands, and His spiritual power
released the nooses from all the dead slaves

God said, “Walk with me, and you shall receive eternal life in the kingdom of heaven. Walk
with me down this road of light."

Then, He hurled a bolt of lightening at the landscape of empty nooses and said, from this
day forth, I promise thee, that empty nooses shall never be the fruit among these trees.

Never again, shall empty nooses blow in the wind.

The social curiosity on display
A pound of flesh becomes the pray
I rather swing from the gallows,
Then be sold like a pound of beef
Fat and plump from all this wealth
Thy corpse displayed in this filth
Flies and maggots wait for thee
Justice is hungry for people of greed
Supply and demand shall decide my fate
Yes, a wealthy man, without a need
Burn thy flesh and cleanse thy soul,
Indeed, I was consumed by greed

Men, lock arms and dig in
Hoist the colors and hoist the flags
Today, we march across the bridge
Across the gorge, along the ridge
These men are brave and their faces glow
One by one, the soldiers know
Beat the kettles and blow the horns
Our clothes are ripped and the flags are torn
Today, we march across the bridge
Across the gorge, along the ridge
To the other side, we fight to win
Rations low and six hundred men
The bridge is high, and you feel the wind
No laughter here, but lonely grins
The span of the bridge and you feel its height
The long steel beams displays its might
The soldiers know, these men are right
We cross the bridge all day, all night

Claudius, I see your face in this lonely crowd
Your voice, as loud as the wind
Just listen to your soul, again

What dwells inside the sparrow’s heart
Today, I walk along the shores of tomorrow
Do not weep, my green-blue sparrow

Break bread again or this chance shall end
We dance between sweet earth and moon

If you drink nectar with the Greek Gods,
You shall achieve immortality
I think I hear the God Zeus chuckle

Thirsty blue sky, I shall not drink of thee

These wings have climbed stairs and clouds,
Achieving pure flight, in the silent wind

Claudius, I see your face in this crowd
Your voice again, as loud as the wind

My name is Don Quixote Del La Mancha.
I am a knight in the coat of arms
Give me a lance, give me a sword, and give me a steed
Where is the king in all of this?
I wear the Royal Spanish Crown and Gold Seal of San Fernando Levante
I solemnly swear that ***** and bounty shall rest with the king
Even the Catholic Church Christen me for a swift victory
I have signed and sealed orders to save the Princess Donesia Del Debosa
Then, I shall rescue her from the evil clutches of the windmill dragon
My chief architect, Poncho Sanchez is my right arm and canteen
He is responsible for fresh food rations, cold drinks, and other supplies
providing sustenance to our great adventure through the enchanted land of Spain. Even the sky clouds are shaped like windmills and blue dragons. Just pause for a moment and you can hear the sweet coronet horns played by the Spanish Royal Guards, along the way.
A gallant foot soldier is he, thus Poncho trails me like a Swiss Guard,
With his burro donkey friend, named El Donkey Camino Blanco
As we approach the last horizon of the day, the code of chivalry shall not die

No, heart, no brains, nor courage
Friends, Romans, Countrymen lend me your hears
Allow me to introduce the Queen of Truth
Your majesty, you are the fairness of them all
Such an honor to be your Lord Chancellor
Thus, I beckon your call
Your Highness and sweet gratefulness
I take great pleasure
In serving you, my lady
Indeed, I am at your service,
Day or night, and
Your wish is my command
your hieness
you are truth and beauty
I wish you longevity

When the lie is told

Where it creeps into your soul

When it grabs complete control

Thus, it breaks the souls of men

While leaving the scars of war

Upon our feet again

Thus when the lie is told

The hollow words of war resound,
Echoes of conflict, a haunting sound.
In rhetoric that masks the pain,
Empty promises that fall like rain.

Words wielded as weapons in the fight,
Masking truths in the shroud of night.
Battles waged with empty speech,
Leaving wounds that run too deep.

In the hollow words of war's cruel game,
Lies and deceptions fuel the flame.
Promises made but seldom kept,
Leaving a trail where hopes are swept.

Echoes of diplomacy gone astray,
In hollow words, truth fades away.
Amidst the chaos of discord's strife,
Hollow words carve the narrative of life.

Yet in the aftermath, where silence falls,
The weight of those hollow words recalls.
For in the wreckage where scars still sore,
The hollow words of war, forevermore.

on that last day of super
we dine with Jesus

i sat at His right hand
he always knew

that the flesh is
weak in man

He look at me again
fresh eyes journeyed into my soul

there to find the reason
for the unholy betrayal

my soul replied in broken tears
for thirty shekels of gold

Lord i see some
red,blue green and gold
thus makes a tapestry of the soul
where we witness the indigo spirit unfolds

Love opens another door, they say,
A threshold to a realm in its own way.
Beyond the mundane, where dreams restore,
Love leads us through, to explore.

In tender whispers, in heartfelt sighs,
Love beckons us to where hope lies.
Through that door, emotions pour,
A world of wonders to explore.

It's an invitation to a deeper space,
A sanctuary where hearts embrace.
In its gentle touch, our spirits soar,
Love opens another door.

Amidst life's chaos, in moments unsure,
Love offers solace, an open allure.
A gateway to realms unknown before,
Love opens another door.

It's a passage to empathy, a route to find,
In love's embrace, a kindred mind.
Through its threshold, we discover more,
Love opens another door.

So, let love guide and hearts implore,
To venture through, to explore.
For in its essence, forevermore,
Love opens another door.

just one look
and thy kingdom come
and thy soul be save
as my tears roll down
while the spirit moves me
God makes a way out of no way
thus, glory be and hallelujah
i am no longer lost but found
now look what you done for me
i stepped out of the storm
i stepped into the sweet sun
when God has spoken
heaven touch my wings
you sanctify me again
i give Him sweet praises
while i brake bread with thee
oh rejoice and i rejoice
all the flesh on my bones
glory hallelujah to God on his throne
He shall not let you fail
because he is my rock to lean upon
i give Him the victory
i am so grateful and thankful
for his everlasting mercy
to know that he cares for me
thus, he put food on my table
he put clothes on my back
as my savior, he is there for me
every minute and every hour
you bring me sweet joy
this morning i shall wake up
when you look at me again
the king of all kings
you fill my heart with sweet light
thus, far beyond the heavenly stars again

Love, what is your query, do tell,
In your enigmatic depths, do emotions swell?
Are you a question waiting to be heard,
A riddle unsolved, a lyrical word?

Do you seek solace or seek to give,
In your endless reservoir, where feelings live?
Are you a mystery that forever lures,
A celestial melody, a universe that endures?

Are you the answer to life's grand quest,
In your gentle whispers, the heart's behest?
Or are you the question that hearts pursue,
A quest for meaning, for something true?

Love, are you a paradox, a duality divine,
In your essence, where souls entwine?
Do you unravel the mysteries of the soul,
A boundless ocean, an ultimate goal?

So, love, what is your query, if I may,
In your depths, where emotions sway?
Are you the question or the answer sought,
A journey's essence, a lesson taught?

The heart is a harp with strings to pluck,
A melody within, an intricate luck.
Each string, a feeling, a vibrant chord,
In the symphony of life, where tales are stored.

In gentle whispers or tempest's roar,
The heart's tender strings, they adore.
A harmony crafted, a soulful embrace,
In the heart's chambers, a sacred space.

With every beat, a note takes flight,
A composition of emotions, both dark and light.
In the heart's rhythm, where passion struck,
The heart is a harp with strings to pluck.

Each pluck reveals a story untold,
A narrative of feelings, precious gold.
In the ballad of life, each resonating pluck,
A melody forms, a soulful luck.

So let it play, this harp within,
A melody of joy, a song to begin.
In the heart's serenade, where emotions tuck,
The heart is a harp with strings to pluck.

Only prayer shall bring us to our knees,
In humble moments, where the soul finds ease.
With hands clasped tight and heads bowed low,
In silent whispers, our hopes we bestow.

In moments of need or joyous praise,
Only prayer guides us through life's maze.
It humbles our hearts, brings peace within,
A sacred solace, where we begin.

In times of turmoil, when skies turn gray,
Prayer offers solace, shows us the way.
It brings us comfort, amidst the storm,
A refuge, a haven, in its gentle form.

Only prayer connects our souls above,
To seek guidance, to embrace love.
It carries our words to the divine,
In whispered verses, our hearts entwine.

In gratitude's song or a heartfelt plea,
Only prayer reaches where words can't be.
It strengthens resolve, it heals the pain,
In its silent echoes, peace we regain.

So, in moments heavy or moments light,
Only prayer brings solace, shining bright

Only thy heart, dear Maggie, if you ask,
Holds secrets and dreams within its flask.
A treasure trove, where feelings reside,
In whispered echoes that love can't hide.

In moments shared, in tender embrace,
Thy heart reveals, in its sacred space.
Its beats tell stories, woven so fine,
In every rhythm, a tale entwined.

Only thy heart, if you inquire,
Holds passions, aflame like a burning fire.
In its chambers, emotions sail,
A love's diary, an ancient tale.

Through laughter's dance or tears that fall,
Thy heart stands true, through it all.
Its echoes resonate in love's gentle art,
Only thy heart, dear Maggie, holds its part.

In every beat, a whispered plea,
A tale of love that's meant to be.
Its rhythm echoes, a cherished task,
Only thy heart knows, if you ask.

To kindly speak of His light and goodness,
In words that echo through realms of endlessness.
A tale of grace, radiant and pure,
In kindness expressed, a bond secure.

With gentle whispers, hearts do extol,
The virtues that shine, the purest soul.
His light that guides through darkest night,
Bringing hope and love, a celestial sight.

In every story woven in kind words spun,
His goodness revealed, like the morning sun.
To speak of His light, His boundless grace,
In every kind word, a sacred space.

For in His light, love finds its way,
Guiding us through each passing day.
To kindly speak of His endless love,
Is to honor the divine from above.

In every conversation, each heartfelt prayer,
His light and goodness, beyond compare.
So, let kind words weave a tapestry bright,
Of His light and goodness, forever in sight.

Amazing love, with broad shoulders wide,
In its embrace, fears and sorrows subside.
A strength that carries burdens untold,
A refuge where weary hearts find a stronghold.

With shoulders broad, it bears the weight,
Of trials and challenges, both small and great.
In its embrace, it offers a place to rest,
A sanctuary where souls feel blessed.

Through tempests and storms, it stands tall,
Supporting the weary, one and all.
It carries hope and dreams so vast,
In its embrace, hearts find repast.

Amazing love, with shoulders wide,
A haven where fears and doubts collide.
It holds the broken, it mends the torn,
In its embrace, new hope is born.

With each burden lifted, each load it bears,
Amazing love shows how much it cares.
It carries the world with steadfast might,
In its broad shoulders, a guiding light.

So, in amazing love, we find our way,
A strength to endure, come what may.
For in its embrace, burdens grow lighter,
Amazing love, an eternal fighter.

When young lovers kindly speak as one,
Their words harmonize, a duet begun.
In the language of hearts, a tender song,
Where two souls entwine and hearts belong.

Their whispers blend in perfect accord,
In a symphony of love, their voices soar.
With every phrase, their feelings entwine,
In shared expressions, their love defined.

Each word they utter, a melody's grace,
Creating a rhythm in love's embrace.
Their voices resonate, pure and true,
In a beautiful union, tried and new.

In moments shared, their thoughts align,
Speaking kindly, their bond does shine.
Their words, like petals in the sun's bright light,
Painting their love, a radiant sight.

As young lovers speak, their hearts intone,
Echoing feelings in tender tone.
In shared dreams, their desires spun,
When young lovers kindly speak as one.

Kind love on its way, in gentle flight,
Through days and nights, a beacon of light.
In whispers soft and touches mild,
It paints the world so tenderly styled.

With warmth that heals and hearts that mend,
Kind love, an embrace, it softly extends.
It nurtures spirits in its tender sway,
Bringing solace to every day.

In gentle gestures and words so true,
Kind love weaves dreams both old and new.
It seeks no praise, nor seeks to bind,
Its grace flows freely, so very kind.

In the darkest hours, it shines so bright,
Dispelling shadows with its gentle might.
It soothes the soul in moments bleak,
A gentle balm for the weary and weak.

Kind love on its way, with open arms,
Embracing all, shielding from harms.
In its essence, a divine display,
Guiding us through life's array.

So, let us cherish this love each day,
For in its kindness, our world holds sway.
May kind love on its way, forever stay,
Spreading warmth and light along the way.

Lord, our first leap unto the sky,
Where dreams take flight, up high they fly.
In that daring moment, hearts take flight,
Guided by faith, through the day and night.

With trembling steps and spirits bright,
We reach for stars in the boundless height.
In the vault of heaven, hopes unfurl,
Our aspirations, a celestial whirl.

Grant us the courage to soar above,
Embracing the skies with unwavering love.
As we leap into the unknown expanse,
Let your grace be our guiding chance.

In the sky's vast canvas, let us roam,
Making each dream our celestial home.
With your blessings upon our flight,
Lord, our journey shall be bathed in light.

May our first leap into the sky's embrace,
Be a testament to faith's enduring grace.
For in our ascent, as we aim so high,
Lord, our first leap, to you, we rely.

Young lovers feel the break of dawn,
In tender moments before day is drawn.
As darkness fades and skies turn gold,
Their love story beautifully unfolds.

In the soft embrace of morning's birth,
They find solace in each other's worth.
With whispered promises, their hearts align,
Young lovers' spirits intertwine.

They greet the day with love's embrace,
As dawn unveils its gentle face.
With stolen kisses and eyes that gleam,
Their affection paints the morning's dream.

As sunlight spreads across the land,
Young lovers walk, hand in hand.
Their laughter echoes in morning's light,
A love so pure, a glorious sight.

In the break of dawn, love finds its start,
Etching memories in their shared heart.
With every sunrise, their love reborn,
Young lovers embrace the new day born.

In the tapestry of dawn's gentle hue,
Their love story blossoms, fresh and true.
For in the break of dawn's soft kiss,
Young lovers find eternal bliss.

Sweet perfumes of the mountains still,
A fragrance carried by the breeze at will.
In the whispering pines and flowers bright,
Nature's scents weave a tranquil delight.

Amidst the peaks where eagles soar,
Where rivers rush and cascades roar,
The mountain's essence fills the air,
A symphony of scents, beyond compare.

Each bloom releases its fragrant tale,
In the highland's serenity, where perfumes prevail.
The aroma of pine, of earth and dew,
Blend in harmony, a mountainous brew.

The sweet perfume of wildflower's bloom,
Lingers in the meadows' gentle exhume.
It whispers secrets in the alpine air,
Aromatic whispers, beyond compare.

In the mountain's embrace, where tranquility thrills,
The sweet perfumes linger, as time stands still.
With every breeze, a fragrant spill,
The mountains' essence, serene and still.

So let the perfumes of mountains' grace,
Enchant our senses, in their tranquil space.
For in their scents, a beauty instills,
Sweet perfumes of the mountains, tranquil and still.

The Gospel Wind shall tickle our feathers,
In whispers of grace, it gently tethers.
With divine breath, it sings its song,
Guiding our flight, keeping us strong.

Through skies it dances, with tender embrace,
The Gospel Wind, a guiding grace.
In currents that lift, in whispers divine,
It carries us forth, our souls align.

With each gentle gust, a hymn it sings,
In melodies that lift on seraph wings.
It whispers truths, in a language so pure,
Guiding our flight, steady and sure.

Oh, Gospel Wind, in your gentle tease,
You carry our hopes, our dreams with ease.
You brush our feathers, with whispers so mild,
Guiding our journey, just like a child.

In the harmonies sung by your gentle breath,
We find solace, we find our faith.
For the Gospel Wind, a divine tether,
Guides our flight, and brings us together.

Upon the dark wine sea is thy passion,
A tempestuous hue in eternal fashion.
In waves that whisper, in crimson deep,
A tale of desires, secrets they keep.

The wine-dark sea, a canvas of fire,
Where passions ignite, reaching higher.
In its depths, a stormy affair,
Where hearts collide, in fervent dare.

Amidst the tempestuous, mysterious night,
Passions unfurl, in their wild flight.
The sea aglow in its fiery dance,
Revealing tales of impassioned romance.

With every crest, with every swell,
Thy passion rides, a tale to tell.
In the dark wine sea's impassioned plea,
Emotions churn, wild and free.

Upon its waves, desires unfurled,
A saga of love in its tumultuous world.
In the dark wine sea, where passions ignite,
Thy fervor burns in the depth of night.Upon The Dark Wine

All through the Lord, in His divine grace,
Guiding us through life's intricate maze.
In every breath, in each sunrise's hue,
His presence shines, steadfast and true.

In the whispers of winds, in oceans' roar,
In mountains high and valleys' floor,
His love prevails, a boundless sea,
Embracing all, both you and me.

Through trials faced and victories won,
In the rising and setting of the sun,
In moments of joy and moments of pain,
The Lord's embrace, a constant refrain.

In every smile shared, in every tear shed,
The Lord's compassion, an unbroken thread.
His mercy flows in rivers wide,
All through the Lord, love does abide.

In prayers whispered in the silent night,
In the stars' dance, so pure and bright,
In life's symphony, its highs and lows,
The Lord's presence, an unwavering prose.

In the symphony of life's rich chords,
In His guidance, we find our reward.
All through the Lord, His grace we find,
A sanctuary for the heart and mind.

So, in each chapter, in every accord,
We find solace, all through the Lord.
In His embrace, we stand tall and free,
For His love endures eternally.

Lord, grant me safe passage along the way,
As I journey through each passing day.
Guide my steps on paths unknown,
Keep me sheltered, not left alone.

Through trials and storms that may appear,
Grant me strength to persevere.
In the darkest nights or under the sun's ray,
Lord, be my guide along the way.

When doubts and fears cast their might,
Illuminate my path with your guiding light.
Grant me wisdom, a steadfast mind,
To face each challenge that I find.

In moments of joy or moments of sorrow,
Grant me hope for a brighter tomorrow.
Lord, amidst life's uncertain sway,
Grant me safe passage each step of the way.

With every hurdle that I face,
Grant me courage and abundant grace.
Hold my hand through the night and day,
Lord, grant me safe passage, I pray.

Through valleys low and mountains tall,
In each moment, be my all in all.
Guide my journey, night and day,
Grant me safe passage, come what may.

When I kissed today goodbye, in twilight's fading gleam,
Embracing the night, bidding adieu to day's dream.
In that fleeting moment, a whisper in the sky,
A tender farewell to moments passing by.

As the sun dipped low, painting the horizon's hue,
I kissed today goodbye, as stars emerged anew.
The moments lived, in laughter and in tears,
In every joyous triumph and conquered fears.

I kissed today goodbye, with gratitude in my heart,
For lessons learned, each one a precious part.
With each fleeting second, time slips away,
A gentle reminder, in the evening's sway.

The memories made, they shimmer and they fade,
In the embrace of twilight, in the evening's shade.
When I kissed today goodbye, in the evening's embrace,
I welcomed the night with quiet grace.

For as today departs, tomorrow draws near,
With promises untold, with dreams to adhere.
So, in the twilight's hush, as today bids adieu,
I embrace the night, to start anew.

We are burning candles at both ends,
In life's relentless race, where time transcends.
Each end aglow with a fervent flame,
Bearing witness to life's passionate game.

One end aglitter with morning's rise,
A new beginning, a fresh sunrise.
With dreams alight and hopes so bold,
We chase ambitions, breaking the mold.

The other end flickers in twilight's grace,
As day surrenders to the night's embrace.
A quiet glow in the dimming light,
Reflections cast in the fading sight.

Burning candles at both ends we find,
Life's dualities, intertwined.
In fervent pursuits and moments serene,
In the balance, a life's unseen sheen.

Yet in this fervor, a caution's plea,
To cherish moments, to let hearts be free.
For burning too bright, too fast, too true,
May dim the light, leaving shadows askew.

So let us burn with a steady glow,
In balance and rhythm, a tranquil flow.
Burning candles at both ends, we learn,
To savor life's journey, at every turn.

Where is the laughter that you bring me,
That melody of joy, so carefree?
In memories cherished, moments past,
Your laughter echoed, unsurpassed.

It danced like sunlight on a summer's day,
Chasing the shadows, driving them away.
In the echoes of mirth, pure and bright,
Your laughter soared to joyous height.

Where is the laughter that once rang clear,
Dispelling worries, calming every fear?
Its resonance lingered in the air,
A symphony of happiness, beyond compare.

In shared moments, your laughter's chime,
Brought solace, like a soothing rhyme.
Where has it wandered, that cheerful sound,
A treasure lost, yet to be found?

Through life's trials, its twists and bends,
Your laughter brought warmth, like dear old friends.
Oh, where is that laughter, I implore,
To fill the silence, to live once more?

Let it echo through the halls of time,
Resounding joy, so pure, so prime.
For in your laughter, love took wing,
A melody that made my heart sing.

Though it may wander, momentarily unseen,
Your laughter's memory, forever serene.
Where is the laughter that you bring me?
In my heart's core, eternally carefree.

The sky with her baby blue eyes,
Gazes upon us with endless skies.
Her hue so soft, a tranquil sight,
In her embrace, all troubles take flight.

Those eyes reflect the morning sun,
As each new day has just begun.
With whispers of clouds in gentle embrace,
Her serene gaze, a boundless space.

She paints the day in hues so clear,
A canvas of blue, without a fear.
Her eyes watch over both land and sea,
In her tranquil gaze, we feel free.

At dusk, her eyes turn to twilight's hue,
The stars emerge in their cosmic view.
Her eyes, a lullaby to the night,
Guiding the stars, shining so bright.

In storms, her eyes reflect the grey,
A tumultuous dance in skies at play.
Yet even in tempests, her eyes hold grace,
The sky with her baby blue embrace.

So vast and endless, her tender gaze,
The sky with her eyes, in myriad ways.
A sight to cherish, beneath her skies,
The sky with her baby blue eyes.

We said hello to the man in the moon,
In a world where dreams find their tune.
Beneath the sky's vast and endless sprawl,
We greeted the moon, standing so tall.

With wonder in our hearts, we looked above,
To the man in the moon, a symbol of love.
In the silent night, where stars align,
We exchanged greetings in a language divine.

His serene face, a comforting sight,
In the velvety dark of the tranquil night.
We whispered our secrets to his gentle grace,
Knowing he listens in his celestial space.

In the moon's soft glow, a mystical dance,
We said hello, with a stolen glance.
His presence above, a constant friend,
Guiding us through, till the night's end.

We shared our hopes, our fears, our mirth,
With the man in the moon, who watches Earth.
Under his gaze, so serene and bright,
We found solace in the tranquil night.

As we bid adieu to the moon on high,
We knew in our hearts, our spirits fly.
For in the whispers of night's soft croon,
We said hello to the man in the moon.

Lord, I ain't done, my path unfolds,
In life's journey, its tales untold.
With each sunrise, a new chapter starts,
I'll brave the unknown, with all my heart.

In the ebb and flow of time's grand sea,
Lord, I'll seek what's meant to be.
In the face of challenges, I'll find my way,
I'll rise with the dawn, come what may.

For every stumble, every fall I endure,
Lord, grant me strength to rise once more.
In the tapestry of fate, I'll play my part,
With faith in my soul, a steadfast heart.

Lord, I ain't done, there's much to see,
The world awaits, full of possibility.
In every setback, in every test,
I'll strive for more, I'll do my best.

In the symphony of life, its highs and lows,
I'll embrace the journey, wherever it goes.
With hope as my guide, I'll carry on,
For Lord, I ain't done, my story's not gone.

So, with courage ablaze, I'll face the sun,
In each new chapter, my race I'll run.
For in this life, until my race is run,
Lord, I ain't done, I've just begun.