It’s cold today…
The warmth has been stolen by grief searching for relief-
My history is departing into legend, with the loss of another star;
A King and his guitar are welcomed by open arms
Greeted by an Angel and Old friend whom’s flame still burns
Bright in our hearts
Maya and B.B Rest in Love for you have been welcomed home
My Flaming white Doves-
Thank you for sharing your love…
I breathe in the cool breeze of Tear dust dripping in the Morning due too the extreme of bouncing in between truth and
tragedy acting as if there is sense in insanity hoping my dreams don’t abandon me while I’m left hanging on every breath as
if it where my last not knowing when my time will pass I bask in the idea of a Kingdom made for my Sons to reign over-
coming their Fathers pain so they will have No Fear’s to blame.
My Son’s and Princess I went through the stress so you can experience the best- Just know Life is just a test which holds
Secret answers, a hidden key, showed me that Life is supposed to be Much simpler than this…. But you must choose to
either LIVE or Exist.
My GOD give Me strength to accomplish this: My Dream/Vision of fruitful decisions leaving a trail of an inherited Goal of
capturing the Truth hidden in Mind, Spirit, and Soul;
I will chase you forever!
If I have too…,
For every thought is consumed by-
Your presence is so intoxicating time slows its pace Just to parade-
You gracefully take center stage in my mind,
Eye’s find a home for you to dwell–
In My arms you belong
and a Day..,
“I will NEVER let you go!”
“I will never let you GO….”
I promise You….
The Scales of October
It’s unusual to find a period of peace in mind I piece together this picture to signal to my spirit I’m with you but
Soul seems to be erratic vibrating the need for challenge instead of the need for balance which is scaled
down devoting my desires to encourage an over taking fire ranging across the galaxy frequencies trembled
across the balance beam…..
Still found weighting in the October Scales….
A Disturbance Breathes…
There’s a slicing breeze blowing-
The air grows strong disturbed by the vibrations in the atmosphere;
Her eye’s trembled with the desire for what’s hidden behind His eye’s.
His heart stumbled at the thought rushing through His mind looking up to find Her eye’s urging him into Her Soul..,
But it was forbidden….
Flames of Perseverance
Prison Gates break fears fade into the midst of surrounding darkness
claiming another fallen foe
Four points to define direction-
otherwise it’s based on mad aggression with no collection of
Pieces which form a broken portrait– and still there in the distance…!