Monday, December 29, 2008




Some yonder brew alights

In anticipations sights
Stirring with in from afar

Maybe powered by a star

But, O the wonders grow the show

Until like making love





























Explode Golden Waves of Ecstacy



























O deep sky
O icy lake flying

Thy Sun
His Warmth Cometh

to sweeten Thy Children



The darkness comes

the thorny vines choke

but the Son

is still there

to awake your mornings life

The poetry will come, the words will flow, the Love we will know