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The snow falls, the snow breaks, the heat melts what cold makes; the winter comes, then spring arrives; what frosty beauty it deprives. What g..

Look at the sky as it draws our attention; it's sophomoric beauty holds time in suspension. It grabs all of darkness and molds a fresh world ..

I move, I think, I wait, I ponder; soon I let my vision wander. I begin to wonder whether, ever, love will find me. Would it? Never. Within th..

Are you out there, past the moon? Could I find you sometime soon? I would wander- ride to you, on the wave-this soft sung tune. Where was I ..

Open my eyes and what do I find? An anonymous voice creeping up from behind; a whistle, a thistle, a snap of the wrist - I’m gasping for brea..

Black lace - the spool she threads through the careful eye of the needles head. She works her hands; she fingers, she mends. How stately sh..

Something tells me knowledge rides the air. Something tells me wisdom isn’t fair. Something tells me, calls me, wants me to bottle the st..