warm blue water absorbing me
melting in as I step into its embrace
enter its world with a big breath in
exploring the colors of its residents
just as curious as I
watching each other in the ricocheting light
one of life's fascinations
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Golden Hills of Modesto/ fascinating
Winding through the golden hills of meadows dried in the bright sunshine
like liquid waves frozen in time rolling softly to the sea
Dozens of black birds the size of big dogs with a wingspan 10 feet wide
as the sun sets over the horizon
pastels bouncing off the clouds in the sky
one of life's fascinations
like liquid waves frozen in time rolling softly to the sea
Dozens of black birds the size of big dogs with a wingspan 10 feet wide
as the sun sets over the horizon
pastels bouncing off the clouds in the sky
one of life's fascinations
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
The Chemistry of Love or : 1+1=3
The chemistry of love is always changing and adapting and evolving.
If you look closer
if you look deeper
if you look wiser
you will see the patterns emerge
and merge and change slightly through time
colors blending
temperatures swinging
the chemistry of love is ever expanding its elements
nature is always recreating something new ~
a new bird develops from 2 different colors mating
a new fish is born after a storm in the far off sea
various butterflies collect in an abandoned field...
ever changing
ever growing
ever becoming
the world is full of newness to discover
if you will only go outside and seek it.
If you look closer
if you look deeper
if you look wiser
you will see the patterns emerge
and merge and change slightly through time
colors blending
temperatures swinging
the chemistry of love is ever expanding its elements
nature is always recreating something new ~
a new bird develops from 2 different colors mating
a new fish is born after a storm in the far off sea
various butterflies collect in an abandoned field...
ever changing
ever growing
ever becoming
the world is full of newness to discover
if you will only go outside and seek it.
Monday, September 19, 2011
old song that came to mind ~ 'You're not there"
played on acoustic 12 string softly and gently with a delicate hint of saddness but a resolve
reflection in a pool
i turn to glimpse the site of you
but you're not there
the ripples bring me back now
i look around
and touch the air
but you're not there
i see the fear on your face
like a mask carved of stone
your eyes call out for rescue
from their prison
the spirit behind that mask
has a life of its own
i utter words of strength
to keep you from feeling alone
strength for being alone
I know you'll be back
i feel our connection
but when i am alone
your spirits my obsession
essence taken over
mind connects to heart
i dream about the beauty
when loving becomes art
i see the fear on your face
like a mask carved of stone
your eyes call out for rescue
from their prison
but you're not there
you're not there
you're not there
reflection in a pool
i turn to glimpse the site of you
but you're not there
the ripples bring me back now
i look around
and touch the air
but you're not there
i see the fear on your face
like a mask carved of stone
your eyes call out for rescue
from their prison
the spirit behind that mask
has a life of its own
i utter words of strength
to keep you from feeling alone
strength for being alone
I know you'll be back
i feel our connection
but when i am alone
your spirits my obsession
essence taken over
mind connects to heart
i dream about the beauty
when loving becomes art
i see the fear on your face
like a mask carved of stone
your eyes call out for rescue
from their prison
but you're not there
you're not there
you're not there
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