tamarind chew the delicate brush of sweet palate grown in full through sunlight and rain bowing blissfully to the attitudes of natural...

treasure the epiphanies in marvelous wonders of miniscule and infinite proportions

fall the petals of blooming peonies trace reflections of memories of sunlight down to feathering ground the newest nourishment paired...

great peace piece of shattered symphony a trumpet a gale within the maelstrom tired eyes beleaguer the manes of sadness and tarry instead...

time seems drawn its face lined with impending he breaks the light clenching tightly to the known increments the necessary actions of the...

my tongue the guide of what cannot be spoken take away the bonds of time and revel in that which blooms crooning magnificence taken with...

grace traverse the halls marbled and stony white lit and honest not a speck of dust caught the air only light the light only pure the...

layers break like waves shorn away, enticed by the coast revealing the calm beneath brief moments of breath before another surface rises...

taken she stumbles glowing ever softly candlelight never to be snuffed out she bows humbly to the chance to relive the dawn

traffic marks the point. the trusty grated nonsense blurring granted, we strive and search without cease the fires of the engines flaming...

mistified the hollow wears a cloak of soft fabric a velvet veil of stardust settled hovering amidst earthly form hush a whisper carries...

there comes a time when we all just rush past hasty hand wave hellogoodbyeseeyouneveragainbecause we are lost we are lost and unaware of...

to envelope and unfold one in the same my tears fall silent clinging to forgotten woes and they drift endlessly away for all of eternity

fictionally we fight ourselves pursuing the blackest of habits shunned by the nunnery sunken into depths of despair cackling with gaudy...

timeless, we gather round anticipation amped to fighting levels with greed we toast to shades of days gone by to the torrent that is to...

shaded lilies roam the valleys decked with gold pouring from the sky the sun surprising the earth with her gentle caress an awakening....

blessed are they who move mountains of twilight gaze skyward rocks at their feet for they are the ones who know

written fragments of soul thoughts crowded into lines of ink do i misinterpret or glean the necessities, mirroring truth or...

skeptics dissipate any shimmer they clear the air of rival, delicate facts and violently dust all remains of shadowed words whisking away...

suppose the majesty declared her vote for love where would the world fall? days gone of obedient lines nodding to words of God’s Grace...