Been a Christian, been Jew. A Mormon and a Muslim too. After walking each path, finding none quite right, my eyes opened wide to true simple light. To love and hear compassions sweet song, it was spiritualism whispering all along. No more fighting their dogma ways, I am free from whatever others might say. I believe in my truth. God holds my hand tight. I am rich. I am strong. None can remove Him from my sight.
I have been writing since 12. My imagination was my best and only friend. I sang and danced until I learned to write well.. I went wild with trees, animals, sky, wind, and oh! I love to live! I began to write songs, then poetry. I am not surprised. My eyes see a different color. I have been published in magazines but my biggest dream is to someday be found in a dresser drawer like one of my favorite poets. If I don't write I will die...
Riding slowly among the misty clouds The endless curves of mighty hills But i wonder it’s not fascinating me anymore Why i curtailed my world in you? Deep down there lays beautiful valleys Defining life beyond explanation But my soul
The peaceful night The stars and the moon The wind sea The stargazing.. How lovely is it? Away from busy city,people and noise. Only you and nature. You feel peace in heart. Peace in mind. Deep inside we all long