You tell a story of the stories you've lived through the ages of stone, and war, and machine - eyes betraying an understanding beyond your years and stare, a polished equanimity, o equus! Do you see it too in your reflection upon a trench, when thirst gets the better of you demanding to be quenched?… Continue reading Horse
The road was lit in a wild flower frenzy - a fray of ferns wayward and hapless, yellow trees rose in a tumultuous melee with battered rocks fragmented and strewn like shrapnel. Crisp cracks housed the dust in the grey concrete; dry buttresses boasted of mossy branches; browning bushes sneaked up suddenly like bandits, as… Continue reading The Wilderness
The affable and sultry April Breeze in lazy mornings does visit these streets. Her embrace is tender, her caress, a kiss; the clouds may swelter; never I, never me... Coldest thoughts evaporate like dewdrops, hardened hearts thaw like glistening peaks; soulful soothings allay the memory of sobs, streams of tears dare not invade these cheeks...… Continue reading April Breeze
Look beyond the thorns to the red rose bushes for beautiful leaves on twisted branches azure streams amid treacherous forests dark clouds that the sustainer of life houses... Prickly pines with their pristine reaches diamond dews on the morning grasses the gleaming orange tree when the sun rises the God painted hues of varied sunsets...… Continue reading A Happy Heart
The Mountains watched as the Trees conversed, on a scorching summer's day, about another Mountain now submerged, and become a turquoise bay... How battered and how ruined most Land, how filthy and how dead the Seas, how uncertain does the Forest stand... will someone hear their plea? The Mountains watched as the Trees conversed, on… Continue reading Whispers of the Trees
