Warmth
A baby rests his sweaty head against my rising chest. His gentle snoring melts all dread, the bass that leads …
A baby rests his sweaty head against my rising chest. His gentle snoring melts all dread, the bass that leads …
A field of grass, a sea of green / where flowers wild, like dabs of paint, / add vibrancy to Nature’s scene –
Where wild abounds and nature calls / a trail winds through a gentle wood, / along a stream then to small falls, / where she met him, and love was good.
When the arms of the cold empty ocean are my only consoling caress, and the wide open sky encircled by …
I pin my wash in silvered light to soft chorale of laughing leaves, the twittering of sparrows back, this golden …
Encoded in this pebble that I found one May Day morn, (I swear to you it’s true), are secrets that …
Some day or maybe never while we’re here, those Others that we’re less than sure are real will come and …
I’ve left the world I knew behind for there are treasures I must find. The future is a course that …