Dancing is what the trees do,
on a sun-sleepy ocean of inky leaves...
Here is the enlightenment you are searching for.
Enlightenment is a continuous journey of...
what is life .....
is it sadness or pain...
Time
If we're sad, you're slow...
Beautiful Spirit
He holds me tenderly and carefully in His arms...
Count your every blessing
when you are in despair...
What do you see when you look at me.
Came from nothing I built myself up and destroyed...
It all goes on between the lines
Hidden in plain sight...
life is perceived to be a long road
seen against time itself, it’s nothing...
Now I know it is all too much
stumbling, then falling hard...
I am another kind of drum, beat me.
Floating about the back waters of this mind...
Religion is just a kindergarten
It’s just a preparatory school...