WindSinger : Writing

Eat or Be Eaten

Eat or Be Eaten

A Story by WindSinger


have come to realize that the realities in which we create are a delicate thing, much like the web of life where a single action can change the whole ..
Divine Artist

Divine Artist

A Poem by WindSinger


The seedlings of new dreams and life spew from my slumber and into the dawning day waiting to be touched and revered. Weary eyes from the travels and ..
We Are ALL Connected

We Are ALL Connected

A Poem by WindSinger


In your pain, your aloneness, and separateness, you feel as though you are disconnected from all others, that the pain you feel is yours alone, but..
An Artist's Vision

An Artist\'s Vision

A Poem by WindSinger


Fleeting words, restless soul splashing words, colors, energy, emotion, paper, hues, saturation, paint, water, flow from my soul and manifest tha..
Sacred Erotica

Sacred Erotica

A Poem by WindSinger


The unbridled wild fire that vibrates and ripples through the core of my being longs and years for sacred union. In the most intimate and sacred of wa..
Me and You

Me and You

A Poem by WindSinger


I invite mystery and knowledge. Come to me. If you look in my eyes, and see who I am, you are worthy. And if you can see who I am without a glance..
To Make a Great Warrior

To Make a Great Warrior

A Poem by WindSinger


The things that make a warrior great, and send them out to fight. To face the enemies consuming mouth and never think of flight. Are people by th..
Aspiring Men and Women Instructions

Aspiring Men and Women Instructions

A Poem by WindSinger


It takes courage and will to do the right thing. To act in harmony with all men's greater good and therefore to think properly and see clearly. If ..
Your Ghost

Your Ghost

A Poem by WindSinger


Every night I hear your name. The wind pities my cries and whispers your name for you to return. I hear your voice in the distance. Visions of you..
Home Is Where the Heart Is

Home Is Where the Heart Is

A Poem by WindSinger


The day I met you was the day I lost my heart. Tears of joy and pain constantly burden that void, I have always felt. Meeting your see filled eye..

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