Wooing the doves Pushing Eagles above the highest of peaks Tossing cars like a leaf in the lightest of breezes I have heard "Be as water" But I shall be as the wind The angels shall whisper my destiny And I shall do their bidding A hurricane or a caressing breeze Taken to every corner … Continue reading Wind →

CRACK!!! Ice screams as it shatters like bones being broken The sun by its pure existence forcing the base elements to change Water at its mercy screams again for deliverance The sun knows all will be well Its ceases not For it must exist It watches Earth Controlling everything It is God and the Earth subjugates … Continue reading The Sun →

Full throttle A soda shaken A kettles whistle Backwards once but three steps forwards Running the gauntlet Stirred But never shaken Determined And not uncertain Play your cards A bet worth winning Passions rising Goals fulfilling      

Lovingly hold me but need me not Carry my heart in your rolled up sleeve Flick away the buzzing bee Gently kiss the brow of youth And purposely whisper the vulnerable truth  

Splicing in Twaine Merry loops of golden light Wrapping around cranial mounds Crowning kingly forms Water holds no mercy Yet veils itself with softness undermining the powers that lie beneath It takes what falls into it Those that survive are upheld on the banks as the few that made it through initiation The only thing … Continue reading Water Falls →

Fear not the ties that bind Hold not the wild things to yourself Love and joy Without demise by painful bonds Freedom is the word Come together as wild things freely do        

  One silent breath Lie still and all will pass Taking in mountains These to will pass Warming suns guided by Father Time Life returns with sleepy regulation Birds fly and bees seek their flowers Making their resolve to make something of themselves.    

Giving more Take from and discard it as nothing Worship for a moment Be both ... yet be neither Say it all ...yet nothing that means anything Empty eager to take Filling upon the breasts of mothers milk Making a stand for nothing A line is drawn      

I feed upon your breath Satisfying nothing For no desire exists Everything is mist