written 1999
She often has dreams of them being… Being a family again, happy and sm… Once, they had that, and it was gr… And now it’s gone, she thought her… Often, these visions are even bett…
Hate surrounds their lives. It is in what they say or do. She doesn’t relish living this way… ...How about you? There must be something they can a…
Today he took a little time, Just to think awhile; As thoughts of you danced through… He began to smile. He ventured back to those special…
He never loved himself But he fell in love with a woman. He never loved himself, But he fell in love with his work. He never loved himself,
Chanting winds licked flames To a frenzy as nations Danced 'round a circle. Winds carried the song Upon waves as the Piper
The world’s getting weaker and wis… Her mother used to say. What’s going to happen to a people Who never stop to pray? Is there no hope for tomorrow?
Remember him when the sky is dark, And clouds hide burning stars. Think of him as the rain rushes To touch his skin, and trees Dance around him through the wind.
May Autumn bring you these, The glory of painted trees; Flaming hills and amber fields, The bounty that harvest yields. The mystery of a country lane,
The Truth as she sees it Is not in the past A dance that stepped The Truth is Dancing and singing
Man’s salvation, toil and sweat, Feels so grand when the brow is we… Walking proud and feeling good, On the job she gives all she shoul… There’s food on the table
Alas, her child, you listen to her… For she holds a story about the se… What is behind its placid shore? There’s more, her child, so much,… There is a dreadful thing down the…
He sees, as in a dream, The mythological time traveler, Flying by treading moonlight; High above a city Tinkling with silver sounds
Working in the fields, stopping To rest in the shade. Their son four, asked his Dad. “What’s the Best Drink of All?” “Son, I don’t know.
Can centuries melt into days, When into soul, these eyes will gl… Where islands meet And flames consume Any air
So many hopes Dashed as they arose. Opportunities Never granted. False starts,