Moon flower

At night in the garden When everything comes alive There is sweet song It surrounds my heart. Beyond the quiet end of day, Whispering to the trees to pray, Laughing with the moon flower, Falling in love with the sunset, Consulting with the moon, Gazing up at the starry sky. With my hand over my heart, The hand other touching the earth, Discovering the generosity Here born of this Universe. Its beauty caresses my soul Then a gentle touch goodnight, Like a beautiful dream beginning, Moon colors blooming in mystery, Only at night of an unreal light, Translucent and pale. … Continue reading Moon flower

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Strength in Knowledge 

It is rare if you find someone who can completely turn your world around, but to find someone who loves the same things as you like traveling, exploring, music, culture and the arts and adventure; I think is even more rare.  We will tell each other things that we’ve never shared with another soul and together we will absorb everything. We will talk and actually you always want to hear more.  We will share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and listen to all life’s experiences that have been thrown us.  … Continue reading Strength in Knowledge 

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Thinking Out Loud

I can only speak one language You can speak maybe three or five, I admire that. Sometimes I hear you talking. Speaking to another In French or Spanish or Italian; I love that! Thinking out loud. I wish my brain  Could speak like you In more than one language; In a voice I never heard. There is an art To say, “I love you” In more than one way. There are two or more words They say, To the meanings of everything, There is more than one understanding In this world of speaking.  More languages  Than anyone could  Ever imagine.  … Continue reading Thinking Out Loud

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About Peonies 

What is this beauty cast from natures hand for such breath is eternity of the spirit. It fills my cup with many flavours from the makings of this grand design. What is a burden so heavy that it cannot be lifted… What is a life that cannot be healed? A creation made good; it’s works that are flawless in design.  Oh peony; can a spring be stopped by a stone; one so beautiful, flowing, nourishing to this land.  I will watch you rise, my heart filled with the gladness at the sight of your face cleansing to soothe the hearts … Continue reading About Peonies 

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