As the light of a morning sky rises
The song of birds greet a new day
My mind wants to capture
Those morning colors
Over the last shadows of night
So I may hold on to it
As the day moves forward
Essence of love
Is the intricate sum of its’ parts
Each alone have it’s own value
As with a flower, a color, a scent that may be present
A petal, the pattern they follow
It is each that create the beauty one can see
Love is each and all those small things that one feels and wants to express
Love isn’t one thing, but all those things that make everyday
For us it is what each of us are and what we want and give to each other
For we see is the beauty of the other and give ourselves to it and that is the essence
That is the love, that is us together
My life in 2019
Steve's body of work spans conflicts, vanishing cultures, ancient traditions and contemporary culture alike - yet always retains the human element.
Dibujo, Urban Sketching, Consejos, Ideas, Arte
Beguiling pearls of wit, wisdom, and whimsy-with attitude
To See a World in a Grain of Sand...
Bold, Evocative Watercolour Paintings by John Haywood
Trail of Thoughts
LIBERTE - RESPECT- FORCE
A welcoming space for resistance to the forces of oppression and hegemony.
Post, news, diary... All the world around me, ALL THE WORDS AROUND YOU
Dawn to Dusk! I try to cover as many as topics I could relate to.
Verse from an adverse mind.
Finding my way from employment to retirement
IT'S TO CAUSE AWARENESS ABOUT PEOPLE LIVING WITH EPILEPSY
travel junkie & horse lover
Emergency lighting for times of darkness and fear