Silence
Allow silence to enter within; for it is in the sweet sound of silence that one finds self. Do not allow the noise to be a distraction; for it is in the melody of stillness that the river runs free and the ripples harmonize. Allow for new paths to be created; travel not on path's made. Don't waste energy on matters that cannot be unresolved but rather save your energy, and use it in matters that will make a difference today. Spread your love everywhere you go; so that you may set a good example for others to follow. Remember poverty does not always mean poor. The greatest destroyer of peace is hatred; analyze yourself carefully if you think you may have an ounce of hate within self. Let silence be your friend...
Mysteries of the Earth
I have seen beauty that is unimaginable...unmeasured by distances...and not seen by many...beauty so rare...so mysterious...so simple...it carries you away...
Darkened Mist
Sometimes I look at the leaves as they move about the misty green waters and I think to myself..and let the sound of the rippling tide carry me away, as it moves back and fourth the darkened mist of the nights sky...
The Silent Stare
The eyes are like an ocean of depth that emerge to greet us. Whether we are there at the very moment when the action takes place without a word being spoken; is the very moment in which all possibilities can become realities. The Silent Stare is not easily understood by many, but by the one's who mastered it; it is an amazing gift.
The Moon Goddess
I am of times where beginnings and endings lie....I am of Purity, Love, and Innocence....I am the color of the night that whispers your name....I am reflected on snow covered fields....I am freedom and I am hope....I am Illumination...
Boundless
What's standing in front of me is an imagery of the most beautiful scenery between two legendary creatures that time made a fairy tale, or perhaps long forgotten, but that always longed for each other through time.
Behind the Yellow Wall
He stares at the wall silently as he sits in a darkened kitchen room; where the wooden table smells of musk, and a vase of red roses sits on top. He sits as if waiting for someone alone in silence. A man grown old; in this house colored yellow; that sits on a hill top; filled with green grass; that covers the land.
