All the snow hits every line edged black soulmates like the doves I see sitting in the snow and sunlight sparkling both perfectly halved heart shaped wings Separate but obviously two halves of the same It is bright today Landscape of white and black Top tails And It seems noted on every surface or branch…

Without knowing a single thing about Sufis, whirling dervishes, shamanic drumming, or the Ghost Dance, She is drawn into the circle; Eyes tilted toward Heaven; Heeding Holy Whispers; Head thrown back, pacing; A full-blown Ecstacy bringing on the Visions, touched by a Presence of her God.

I’m standing to attention At the gateway of 2022! Not like the child on high alert Standing ever ready Desperate to please Too scared to enjoy the view – That ship sailed. I’m standing up for whatever makes me smile Kindness has my attention You can’t even scare me into doing a vision board Or…

Sitting, allows one to travel Here and there. Without having to move. Moving beyond matter. And what, once, seemed to matter. Undressing social norms. Revealing naked awareness. Hearing without content. Universal streaming simulates surround sound that lands nowhere. Dispelling boundaries. Affirming, what the soul knows. As the Holy Grail is revealed by sacred heartbeats. Electrifying…

Letting faith cut through The greater good Her only choice Watching the setting Sun Making circles in the Air with her fingers Her spirit’s presence Parted ways It left to Explain Her head went to the Clouds Then she disappeared to the Trees And landed on the docks Her voice trailed A peace and loving…

Womaning /Manning up to the plate takes courage. This is the nurishment of the whole self and then only then, True Authenticity has room to grow and show it self in a clear, safe uncluttered manner . When we walk amongst the debris in our mind and lives, that we create, just pushing it aside,…

I am the Bard in the boat, constantly poling, Out on the midnight waters, Spectral Warrior, applauding your lengthened strides. Ever watchful, Ever worried: casting stones upwards, into the clouded sky. These are spells against the Shadows, the fiery walk and the Night. Love is far from ignorant. It reads hazy patterns of the Days.…

The night before I met her I breathed in perfumed air Picked out my outfit Deep conditioned my hair Anticipation stoked the fire of all I hoped there would be slid down that romantic portal rehearsing my love theme I give her too much credit thinking there is time to spare I imagine something lasting…

She’s a diamond reflecting on the waves advancing me ever nearer on the ocean’s surface She’s the sparkle that makes you squint atop a snow covered mountaintop She radiates like high beams bouncing off the long and winding road towards my destiny She glows like a million fireflies lighting the pathway to my salvation In…

Promise Of a new day Sounds of breaking Waves Washing Soul Quiet Listen Soothing Connect in Find the love The healing Thankful To surrounding Beauty From both Mother nutures. On my way Brick by Brick As the chipping Exposes Grief can come and go Much like the waves Healing Is a happening !