Morning Sky


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


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