Blades sleeping forever more on the shelf
Not made of metal nor silver in color.
Green full of life sitting in the bug collection.

Lions do not kill only for food, sometimes they go on killing binges.

The land promises nothing, and keeps its promise.

It is in our nature to recognize beauty, but to repeat it,now that is another feat entirely

After you go through all the beating white water gave you..and when you hit the sweet spot..rest for energy..and when the right moment approaches..savor the earths surreal energy!

Pinks greens yellows and white pedals
blow from the trees; on the ground they sedal

READ "garden" one of my new poems

Be the change you want to see in the world.

Your world is as big as you make it.

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The wind will whisper all types of things in your ears.
Some will bring happiness...
And others will bring tears