What might we share?
Except for some source of light
And the cello muse
I won’t pretend to know
Though
I like soft things
You like the edge
I’m drawn to abbeys
You’re from the deep
I flirt with irreverence
You respect me
So maybe we could stand
A day or year
A treaty, here
Find peace
Decide
Praise The Rock from which The Water flows
Not far from Jordan
Red Rock and Birch Tree
Apex Creature of the sea
Crown Jewels to me
Original Thought Credit: “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” -Matthew 6:21; The Holy Bible, King James Version
Excitable
Calming songs
Morning grabbers
Midnite wanderers
Strangely enough
Far too much becoming more
Omnipresent
From somewhere else
Covered in that certain rust dust
Perfecto
Moving together
Are we ever
A resounding “Atta Girl!”
He proclaimed today
Looking East from the mountains
He saw I’d be okay
In his Rocky Mountain drawl
He quothed from afar
Calling out to let me know
He saw a still rock star
Original Thought Credit: “So What” A song by Pink
walking Through trouble
I learn how Troubleshooter
is my middle name
In that small venue
The Mountain asked to be mine
And I acquiesced
Love cannot look
As strewn doubt
And decimated rock
As supplanted fear
Amongst trust’s ghost
As words, bright and dark
And words alone
Love cannot be
More prone to folly
There is none like her on Earth
I’ve cried out her name