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How could it be any better in your life than knowing that the sun will make its way to the top of the mountain, or the hill, or the...

Some memories are easy places, Some thoughts are those of things around us, Some pleasures are exciting, make your breath hold, and bring...

Watching the storms that have brought us up and together, feeling the heat and the heaviness of hot air as it penetrates the calm...

The night is not beginning. It is the sunset that is upon us, the very end of the day, that capturing, wonderful moment when the...

Feeling the sky around you, feeling that strangling, harrowing, charge of energy, wrapped all about your body, the pinks and the purples,...

Down the gravel road, Plodding along at eight mile per hour, Trying to miss the puddles of mud, Keeping the barbed wire away, Holding the...

Everything in life moves. Buildings, streets, girders fixed from point to point that may last there our whole lives, our children’s...

From top to bottom, feel our flower as it makes its way down, Feel the stem, the colors, the root, the soil, Let us bloom, as God...

Watch in absolute wonder, As the sun collapses behind the petals, Bringing their true colors to life, In the face of this flower, the sun...

The single crow stood on the broken limb, Looking around and around, Cawing so loudly to bring attention to himself, Surveying this...

His eyes set far apart, his range of vision though short was wider around than most. His looking at me, with his beard pulled down,...

Cast not your look upon me that speaks of horrors and bad feelings, and do not try to make me feel less than I am. For I am a miracle of...

Peering out between the trees or seeing around the trees, or making the trees disappear from our minds, leaves the sunset whole and...

Rock, lying in peaceful slumber can cut you to the quick, leave blood laying on its skin and out of yours, and never move. It can hold...

The earth is breathing. Ever so slightly. The feeling of its breath upon you is the rudder finding its groove, of the sail hasps...

“Because I know how many gardeners love naked ladies.....I hesitate to admit how many bodies are hidden in the compost pile,” said the...

His body weighs more than anything, well, most anything you’ve seen alive and walking on the land. His head is bowed most time, to eat,...

Lying beneath the sun, Catching its flow on the edge of darkness, In the outer drips of time, space and those occurrences; Before the...

Gracefully hold to the branch you’re on, Keep looking back and forth, And check the scenery around you For those things nefarious, And...

Care for yourself like no other, For others will care until they need attention, Watch your surroundings, always, for you may be the...