A rose bud of beauty appears on the scene scented full of essence
two cellophane wings clinging to the petals of a sweetie floret
life becomes new again as spring resurges with sunlit liquescence
Springtime jewels enhanced by the blaze of a  salubrious ray  
glitters of the morning placing us among the living once again    
acquiescent rebirth, we can finally envision a beautiful day
Baseball fields, cracking bats and whooping laughter glances  
children playing in fields of flowers restored, revived, alive  
park bench kisses,  moonlit walks and balcony romances    
Soon the days will seem much longer, as we stroll delightful
wildlife will re-echo her song, and we'll feel  powerful ,
once again.

Bridges of the past crossing my mind
reminding me of leisure rides, once  mine
While a fine fine sun coated my yearning desires  
I flew into the stormy spaces of a wide open world;
Polka dot dresses, sunglasses of yellow
Elizabeth Arden lipstick and lemonade kisses
You were always at my side, tanned and beautiful
crisp and fresh like linen by the sea ...

Sandcastle dreams and sailboat rides
beneath the boardwalk, promises made with pride
Junctions, intersections, passages never to be reversed
I recall soaking in the stars, cradled in the sand  
swaddled with the cautery and charms;

A bridge was crossed, and when I count
the things I've lost,  
you come to mind,
a ship at sea, searching for its ghost.

The sing song tales of yesterday
are flying bits of paper to the wind
the feelings and emotions attached
run deep, but they do rescind
Into the realms of my mind they go
both processed and refined
I am the diamond of God's grind
so better take care of the girl inside
I think I should start, by being kind

May the butterflies of this world return to us once more
when the spring provides her heat we will no longer hide
Eastern winds of far away lands flying in unknown shores
their cellophane wings of light need to return and chide  
Once they adorned our many flowers here in Canada
now they are a memory of yesterday's summer gaze
I cling to the hope that tomorrow I won't need algebra
to count the flutter of their wings, like yonder days
I'll know them by the colors of their flight and groove
that April has arrived with her rainy cascade  
all the trees will suspire as they soften their moves  
garnished once again, with butterflies of every shade
I know that when the season wakes we are going to see
Monarchs, European skippers, and frosted elfin too
as the warmer shades and colors meld into the sea
we will begin to spot the pupas, and butterflies anew.

I hear the music of the night, and as the angels  begin to sigh  
the last ribbons of light fall loose across my path
God , vigilant illusionist of all times
as you scry the moon for me tonight, the stars  
align themselves, and the Universe thrums  in solvent time;  
Dios, incarnate flash and glimmer of my soul,  
legionnaire of all mankind, you draw me to your heaven  
as if I were a mere reflection of the stars I see tonight.

Quote: Stretch out your hand, move through me, write with me  

Hand of light has He who lives inside and all around our girth,
And when he touches us we feel like children of the light  
No greater power on earth exists then the radiant beam of Christ
Deliverer of truth and wisdom He's the power behind our every
Step.  A stretch of the hand and the sea calms down a laying of his

Opus works and the world is ours. Speak softly to him for He is your  
Featherweight friend of old, He's a Father full of radiance and gold    

Lift your eyes to him and ask for a sunbeam from his Holy heart
Invite Him into your home and sup with Him at the font of night
Give Him every chance on earth to be part of your life's journey
He is the sunlit One who never stops to radiate love to everyone
Tell Him all your hopes and fears, I assure you, He's the one...

IS IT ME YOUR LOOKING FOR ?