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When you spoke my name I became a swiftly running gazelle dancing over desert dunes unlacing strands of ancient song fettered sorrows of the hu..

I tried to hold the misty breath of wind When I sang to her she offered me a pantomime Her lovely notes I played upon my reed but her melody..

When the universe sighs and draws its last breath and the sound that is silence manifests when conquerer and conquered walk in lockstep ..

From the ancients to coevals all the books and journals theorizing and philosophizing of scholars and learned clergy and clerics ..

The frescoed face of human will shall bend away from darkness and toward the sun Our feet kiss Eden’s soil again when m..

Poetry most sublime prunes the gap ‘tween thought and sound that when the poet writes “willow” in her poem a gra..

An endless carousel it seems this masquerade of dreams where wanton pucks and phantoms stray and shadows dance against the sun But every flick..

when you breathe my name in an offering of song petals crown my head

“Life is simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” (attributed to Confucius) The fragrant flowers in Spring flaunt their color..

The poet wears a crown of thorns Pricked is the soul that proffers the Word the fragrant rose that is her poem to bloom in the billows ..