Muse

... ancient days of sorrowancient days of pain-heartaches of the pastslowly began to wane ...(from gleaning granules)

Tiny GigglesSilly giggles of laughterI store upon a shelfI give some to otherI save some for myselfI am rich beyond all measureThough not with worldly wealthI store up these treasuresFor my heart and soulful health.

A Coy Aversion...a fluttertoo shyto be seen...

Chainschains that hold me to the groundchains that keep me solidly boundchains that tether my heart to youchains that only one truth...

At Times I Am A Flower...at times I am a flower ~singularly defined ...

Gratitude...here at home our faith dwindlespolitical division causes tensions to kindle -we should never forgetwho stands at the door -who shields us with armorand shall forever more...

Honor LostAmbulant sunshine piercedthe soot covered glass ~the feeble man wandered byin this ritual morning pass ...

Depths of Friendship...under fathoms deepof dark and bitter coldan eerie oscillationreverberated brash and bold...

RebukeObstinate regressionbringing untold pathsof deep dark forebodingdepression...

Bring Down The WallsI will bring down the wallsthat surround me today.I will no longer be kept quietMeek enough to drown today....

PartingOne is strong, a child now grownThe other weak, a parent aged-The strong once feebleThe weak once mighty-Time, the infinityhas marked them...

Butterfly KissesAged imperfectionsstitched upon my faceyears and years of wisdomearned by His holy grace.Quiet solitude in a humble homeall the family scattered nowlike nomads do they roam.Then a giftsent from abovea memorypure and tangiblewrapped in innocence andunquestioning love.A butterfly kisslands gently upon my cheekfrom an unseen childa kiss most sweet.Heaven grants graceand tears followas youth revisitsthis empty hollow.

Soul SisterEvoking all my inner goodnesswith bastions of timeI cradle your heartsisterly into mine...

The Decision...I wiped my hands on my pinaforenow sullied and stainednot crisp or pressedas it had been before...

Little Maiden Encounters FearDeepest regions walked she therelittle maiden sweet and fairventured far from the pathnever a whispernever a laugh...

Sleeping AtlantisSilent cool watersdancing upon her skin ~silent cool waterushering dreams within...

Git'er DoneThey beat their swords upon their shieldsTo no beast or man would they yield

Brahma and AiravataLong ago in lands of golden sandBrahma turned to Saraswatiand gently kissed her inked hand....