The keys of the piano play softly from its strings, deeply, persistently the melody of a thousand steps drifting across the floors of...

Today I wandered endlessly along unknown paths —as yesterdays I've done before. To meet with courage and hear the silence and haunting...

The moments appear, they ebb and flow all day long—a lifting curve of the lip is always near—dazzling us with choice— to move with it so...

My story, Yours from where I stand from where you do the moon glows big and slithered and the sun rises and sets with flowers spread...

You travel far away in place to know the story only you chase the slush of snow, or rain that pours down, down saturating the earth, as...

Time opens a passage for which to step through When we see one we have but a moment to choose The foot shifts, it leans and then boldly...

Funny how the world just continues to turn. While on its surface waves agitate and—though not invited—move onto sacred ground, and...

I used to pluck the lines of the song and the fingers glided over the ebony chords I used to run the steps of a forgotten hill and dance...

The hour is grey. You know—that hour when many are as you, not of the earth but floating in another time and place, dreaming—perhaps. And...

It was at the tip of my mind where the light peeked in and asked on which path my heart should travel and my thoughts begin. On top of...

That yellow leaf that falls gently, landing by your foot new, yet familiar, as the comfort of a mother's eyes and walking barefoot and...

The window brought me near to an ordinary day of light and dark already thought, heard, seen, even touched—before the sunrise. Like the...

A persistent siren churns in the background, as the bird chirps its enchanting song. It's all in a moment—this right to choose. Dread or...

There was a small hint of a rainbow that lingered in the horizon It is where my soul went And where my longing lingers

Gray, white, silver, yellow, red, black and brown goes the painting of the world— like the waves that forever come to embrace the...

Where the horizon meets the land, water and the sky— that's where the naivety of humanity lies To be a bird or a fish or a rock or all...

The streetlights speak of passing feet, swift goodbyes, and lingering eyes Up the mango tree I go, as sweet drippings ping below and...

As the tree in the wilderness, so I stand strong limbs outstretched with crinkling bark I breathe, I crack, I return I grow deep and...

To drift along the shores, with footed prints against the stones —and wind, gently teasing stale songs out of yesterdays now gone. To...

Everything has a purpose even a stone even a star even you.

Wearing culture on a sleeve, in seeking eyes or dancing feet, colossal stories are built to reach— into the sky they go, appearing wiser...

Into the future we must go brave and strong evermore. Walking the line, breaking the line held by the energy of the cosmos, and metal and...

There was no light And in the darkness Your spirit tried to soar I heard it Through your fingers You started And then you stopped One,...

I've come to listen to the rustling of the palms High up the coconut tree I've come to listen to them talk With a hope to hear your voice...