The vastness surrounds me
illuminating unknown places...
When the winter sun starts to fall,
all of the winter birds start to call...
A sad willow tree
Sways in the breeze...
In wonderland there are no guns.
Just Alice and she is a lot of fun...
There are trees in this world
The strong-willed and weathered...
Flowers in bloom, drops of dew,
spring is here, life's anew...
Nothing but blue matching the sky
Seems endless to the naked eye...
Beneath the broken, battered sky,
Where the dazzling stars die...
Divinity
My eyes were hungry for color...
I ask the Mockingbird
In the midst of his aria...
The mountains in the distance,
high above the plains below...
Growing in warm rays of the sun.
Swaying in a gentle breeze...