Decorations of all the world's finest arts
poetry of centuries, that make the world
stop in appreciation, words spoken from
the depth of mind's treasured thoughts.

Scriptures so delicate from the ages of
indescribable wisdom saved and shared
among generations, valued memories to
be appreciated in their time.

Miracle creatures, sweetly spoken words
touching tree tops of color, softness
surrounded by wildflowers of surrendered
bliss, flowing across the darkness, waiting for one
second for a kiss from above.

A Dreamland of happiness and sharing love is
not a shallow fact of lost vibrations, once
chosen from the gods to be carried on, strong
fearless, warriors of truth.

(Live, share, love)



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Always lay your softness upon my heart
don't release the sadness that never
has to be when two hearts are one.

There never could be a cloud to hide
the stars that shine brightly in our
souls this moment.

Right now is the time we share,
if tomorrow may never appear
the look we both wear together now,
is the look I want to remember always.

We have opened every door that counts
this time in our life, the world radiates
it's true light if given a chance not to
fear.

You are the breeze that softly kisses
my cheek, the rainbow that goes on
forever in the heavens, the freshness
of warm summer rain.

You're sweet as your sweetness you
give it to me.



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Sanctuary, in the early light and misty dawns
balance appearing untouched by fear and
doubt that crumbles in front of us in a sudden
disillusionment.

Falseness, and bareness, capture the tears of another
pronouncing love in an unfamiliar way
confronting each day with uncertainty, containing
indifference finding in time, life was never
the way we thought it to be.

Don't dismiss the truth spoken, in times of distance
and knowledgeable souls, understand words
spoken in grace.

Awareness mingles among patience, flirting in
fields of tranquility, mystical journeys, and abandoned thoughts
withdrawn from artificial stimulants astounded by fate's
recognition of banishment.

Coldness up layers of warmth unrecognized and unexplained
unfamiliar mannerisms.

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Storm warriors never linger, beckon they call upon
the sands of time, they never delay actions, each
fear passes by without a shadow, only now the shadows
hide the sun that's taken away the tears.

Now in the misty morning light, the dew softly lays
on the roses, so softly it lingers, no breeze to kiss
away each dew drop that falls upon the ground, it
lays still on the roses that quietly send out it's
sweet fragrance.

Thunder drums loudly in the distance while raindrops
fall one by one on the cracked thirsty river bed, songs
of rain play in tune with each lightening bolt hitting down
like madness from heaven.

No balance does the weather have, it rains now for
days without stopping, each lake overflows the banks
soaking the tree trucks without mercy, days go on
without hope, when the hand of God comes down
in anger for the wrong man has done.

Time goes on for eternity, no peace in storm warriors
they pass like a thief in the night, leaving the breeze
blowing through the treetops never noticing, only
touching a few hearts, of those who know the reason
they appeared to only say goodbye.

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Walking waves of white, have no
desire to capture the storms worthy
truth.

Destination of ocean loss, water
hitting the banks over and over
again in time with the rumbling
thundering skies.

Angry the sea becomes, with opinions
deeper than the brownish eyes of
her lovely shoreless shores, covering
fires of disappointment and breathless
desires of freedom lost.

Life forces encouragement to gather in despair
thoughtless demands causing frustration, cooling
off in the warmth that used to exist in the hearts
of thriving acceptance of human desire, continuing
on with unbelievable teaching not meant to be passed
down to children with lifeless eyes, with no smiles to
bring in the light.

No sight to understand the meaning of a lifeless desire uninformed in the
the shape of untouchable memories still not found in the depth of
unknown beliefs, remedies taught, but not released in times when unity
could have brought down skyscrapers of wicked empires.

Now in silence, time weeps in disguise of what could
of being, lost in the lake of despair, bathing unconsciously
in the supernatural realm of a never-forgotten world of
realism in transformation disguised as invisible, in the blue light of a once-upon destiny.

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Waves drifting toward rocky
peaks, unchained, fresh
with salty breeze kissing
my cheek.

Wish you were here to feel
the wonder of it all, to linger
softly along shores of love
and starlight nights.

With the air I breathe, you'll
always be there in mind, you
have touched my heart deeply
with promise.

Water blue, I sit upon a
cliff, gazing as far as eyes
can see, an ocean filled
with mystery.

I lay my soul to rest, where
I'm inspired by God and
nature, he has given me much
to enjoy, I've found, captured,
I've locked it all within.

(Now I Drift To You)

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How we carry the load upon our backs of
memories we wish could once again be our
reality.

We keep time in different ways like music use
to make our hearts skip a beat to a happy
tune, now the music of the soul is gone replacing it
with unanswered questions, fear, and doubt
isolating man within a place of cold unawareness.

Confinement we seem to choose to live each
moment making no difference how fragile the
world of unconscious thoughts used to glow with
hope, faith, and love we shared among all the species
here on earth, appreciating the happiness that we were
free to make dreams come true without the darkness
and shades that surround us.

With unwillingness, we no longer believe or care
for ourselves, only drifting deeper into the void of
nothing matters just time that passes on the darkened
paths that go nowhere, minds empty, forgotten brightness
of light that once filled all hearts and souls.

Now! Look around and see the emptiness in the eyes
of people who threw away their faith for
something they thought was better.

The wind blows past empty hearts that use
to enjoy the simple life, now emptiness
darkens the light away.

Now, all has changed because we choose
to live differently forgetting the joys of
just living as Children of God.

Our Heavenly Father once said hanging on
the cross before he died! “Forgive them, Father, for
they do not know what they do!”.

Maybe in the new world that is upon us now, we'll
remember exactly why we even existed! Till then
we roam without a thought of what Love even
means.  We merely exist.

We are no good to ourselves when we have no
idea who we are!

Many answers may satisfy man's distorted
mind!  But in time we shall find the answers
true.

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