Power is a lion that lives in the… pounding against the fragile walls of his too narrow cage, clawing his way to freedom to run through the wilds
A Melancholy Brook Poor little brook, why are you cry… You’re so calm and peaceful in you… While raging rivers move so swift No time to float about and drift
Residue of the oceans is sitting i… Stagnation is in the air to what i… Neptunian creatures crawl into the… and shed their tears up to a withs… The air became saturated as the oc…
Soon, a man called Jesus will be born in a stable in Bethlehem, a king among his followers and a rebel against all tyrants who build empires from the backs of slaves. This humble king w...
Daughters of the earth in full glo… Dressed in silk chiffon and gold t… Tears and beauty sous les yeux, In full view before my starry eyes… Suspended between earth and sky,
Verbal Reprisals Volcanoes, weaponry stilled by the… Sound asleep in the bowels of the… Isolated from the turmoil of civil… Smiling with the silence of the se…
Lofted rivers of the capricious sk… born of mystery, deceit, and defia… wandering about and forever more, up toward heaven but not of heaven… of habitats neath the royal kingdo…
A fun filled day at the carnival s… until her little girl spotted the… With her hair so shiny and neatly… clean hands and hair tightly truss… she darted over to where the candy…
That Special Night I found it deep within my soul That power, that steaming current… Turning my timid spirit into a rag… My life into a book without a page
Tommy Boy out there with the wolv… amid the battle fields and horses’… bloody banners and razor teeth, volcanic breath and hell fire neat… prancing stallions about the dusty…
I am of worth and so my colleague. I am the planter of so what I nee… He is the supreme of all of life Over me in his kingdom up so high. I sow the seeds with him in mind.
It is a prelude to that magic vibr… Carrying two lovers to the World of dreams and revelations, Fleeing from the world left behind Of weights and measures,
Currents of the Arctic Warlords i… ill at ease in the pacific sky, making preparations to go to war, assembling their phantom troops to mount up on their prancing stee…
Last Sunday in Central Park was the worship service of all worship services, the jam of all jams, and the intimacy of all intimacies with the brotherhood of man and ultimately God. My h...
The Budding A blanket of emeralds reach across… As summertime nears with its brigh… Mountain streams in their proud ca… The rites of spring in their joyfu…