Needing a miracle, a healing miracle for our home.
Let Love sweet Love be the order of each day, that not time nor distance nor hurt lead us astray from what we hold dear, each within the other's eyes, what souls God's own hands brought near, to flourish, not die.

To count my faults, forget all joys,
and those things in you that chafe my hide,
were that all the truth, then Love would cry

"Thou art fools bye and bye! Have I not sweetly enamored thy two souls, to look beyond the faults and selfish strife, that thou hath over looked, when man became husband and woman wife?"

Love emplores .
" Let not so sacred a thing as a once happy union be thrown out like trash for anger' s woe. Be humble, settle in agreement just this one case, that many a year has passed with one for the other at each 's side, delighted in the gaze of the other's eyes, and true to say Love was welcome to seat upon the hearts that together made but one beat."

I love you.

Karma leads us blindly
To the fruits
of the seeds we have grown.
Be they bitter or sweet,
What yield we reap,
Our hands alone have sown.

Those that know
Know all too well
How hard grind the stones
between Heaven and Hell.

Our paths cross briefly
Like messengers of the divine, to remind one another of Love, and Hope, and Honor, and all the good that stirs in you that I can see, and in turn what you beheld that swims in me.

Thank you
Repose
Good bye

The broken heart
is a spiritually hemorrhaging heart, uncontrollably pouring out it's Soul.

Ignite within this gentle frame
A fire of Hope to feed Love's flame.

The stones between Heaven and Hell grind the hardest, where men's souls are ground for their lust'

and each one that from that mill emerge in one place or the other,

Become eternal diamonds or mortal dust.

I did not taste sweet sanity
Until I went insane!

Life seems like a series of moments, that the greatest loves of our lives come and are gone before we realized what had come and gone.

Such is life, but seemingly long pauses interupted with moments sublime.

It's mind blowing to think that every time those massive clouds roll in, a lake hovers above our heads!
And through His grace above, the entire lake falls only by drops, one falling down behind another to coalesce within the mud, for if that lake dropped all at once upon our heads, we'd cease to be, we'd all be dead!

The loneliest man in the world
Is The man that sleeps without the benefit of even a blanket to covet him.

There is more to Being than this Life.

What makes great truth seem so profound is,
great truths are often so simple as to be over looked for all other possibilities.

Were it for any other reason, but for Love.
Were it for any other season to endure,
And every star hung in Heaven's grace above, would cast themselves down, as sacrifice forevermore.

"The stones between Heaven and Hell grind the hardest."

Sorting it all out
The how's and the why's
The sanity from the insanity
And the Truth!

That ******, vile, 5 letter word
That sends everyone running
From each other,
One another,
Themselves,
And the reality of our own
***** dog,
got ****
liberating
Freedom relegating
T.R.U.T.H.
Truth!!!!

I love the sunrises and sunsets.
They harken to a definitive time of total change.
From light to dark and back again.

Shame is a waste of spirit

Once given life,
Love loses not a single breath,
But pines for it's lover
For an eternity after death.