Mary our Mother,
Ever virgin, ever holy, ever pure...
Two Oes
What’s the use of recognizing...
Beautiful Spirit
He holds me tenderly and carefully in His arms...
We live in a scary
World today...
Sonnet 34
A trace I trace, with hasty lively pace...
Love is like a deer,
which leaps on mountains...
Sonnet 33
I long for a breeze which is somehow cool...
The tree has no blossoms nor fruits,
But the red bird likes to live there in that tree...
Smile
Smile as much as you can...
Sonnet 32
In a desert of distraction and joy...
An encounter
Once I met a day...
Sonnet 31
An infant I cried when my cradle shook...