living the dream...
listen to the whisper of the whistling wind... telling you that change, is on the move again... see the branches on the tree how they bow and bend... seems we always mold ourselves from what's... More »
listen to the whisper of the whistling wind... telling you that change, is on the move again... see the branches on the tree how they bow and bend... seems we always mold ourselves from what's... More »
no more shrinking, into the night... darkness always, gives way to light... mostly we're just, wound to tight... unwinding energy and dancing into light... all the ways we have learned to be... may have been... More »
making love to you in open space...you are my very breath... my true, my only beloved...in life...and too, in death... we dance this dance of being...together only to know... experiencing conscious freeing...and the feeling of... More »
spaces inbetween spaces interconnecting over miles of mind... whatever it is that's inbetween distinguishes us in real time... some claim that it is nothingness...but that is just mind play... the fact is that we live... More »
breathing in the cool crisp air, knowing autumn falling, something stirring; excitement within; football and sweater weather calling... leaves will show their beauty, the birds will bid farewell, as sunsets create rose colored skies, star... More »