Poetry where does the time go? i hear the chime of a wind chime in the wind does this mean im here? am i really here am i really home? am i really free to be myself at last? it cant be this easy, just sit on a computer and see who you are im … Continue reading One with love
Poetry Wind blows to the east sun rises in the same dryness in a barren land where is the start to the day? do you see the plain and simple? or is it the complex and mundane that come to you? i know you, i know you the fear in my eye tells me in … Continue reading Are you there, or are you here?
The blessings of a father are great to have the peace of being in love are needed in this world where oh where is the father when you had no one there? in the spirit of truth and peace you will find him there is life in the blessings of a dad but no one … Continue reading Where is the father?
a wild horse in a major storm relaxes in a field of hay never does it matter to it that its alone because all its dreams are in the field its food its shelter, its fun its play its companions, its friends even the water it needs to be fed the rain doesnt stop nor … Continue reading The strength of a horse