The Great Hunter The great hunter walks with the sun, never leaving an impression on sand or soil, the forest path silent since the snap...

i cast my eyes upward to the eternal onyx night at once so velvety and black yet filled with the luminous sparkle a million points of...

when one thinks of strength the first thing that comes to mind the physical ability to protect oneself and loved ones, power yet strength...

sunlight splashes prisms of light filtered through dappled leaves brilliant movements flash in shaded glens caressing greens pale and...

love is the most confusing form of human communication exists to baffle the mind, perplex the soul, blurring reason with chaos one can...

we begin, with a child who deems it necessary on Father's day to tell you that you have been a loser, of a father for the last 20 years,...

memories, great winds shoulder the large wings once white as freshly fallen snow now tinged with grays and ash time held no meaning for...

My gifts, my talents, my loves are the seeds Although sometimes they fall on barren soil The seeds must seek the soil to grow. Soil can...

he walks in shadows through the darkness never finding peace never finding home never finding love so elusive so forgotten so longed for...

*ok, so i am stuck on this path how did i get here? i don't remember choosing anything, and i would not have chosen this path for my life...

blue sunlit skies brilliant sun a warm respite drying out both body and soul days of steady rain cool and damp a distant memory fading...

my secluded garden, showing summer glory japanese maple's brilliant crimson foliage cascading down to sweep the patio with its graceful...

the world came crashing down, when the man whose responsibility to hold the burden of the world could no longer carry the weight, when he...

my eyes are not prepared for the beauty they are surveying the desert sun glares… early morning yet intense the sun licks every pore of...

in classical bible style we read the story of a man bewitched by beauty and felt betrayed and abandoned, by the people in his life. truth...

he lost twenty years walked the walk and talked the talk mornings warm, close body heat reach out and stroke his dark silky hair rich...

Gateways when a simple phrase can change the way to see something approached with a new light perspective, understanding, knowledge...

there are days in which even the strongest have to hang onto something or get swept away by the winds of change, today the winds blew...

wayward wind take the sail take the engine take the wheel to the shimmering sea turbulent cold waves crash as explosions of white foam...

many people will say "my life sucks, and of course the response is always, your life sucks? your life is not so bad, my life sucks!"...