The gales of Winter… And Beth Hart
The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
Sugar and spice… You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness. I whispered to you. Dear love. Do you want to hear a lullaby? You gave… Continue reading
Broken angel… Beautiful angel, the war is over for us. We did the good fight and you and I. Need to rest. Find some light in the darkness. Our blood soaked hands, our… Continue reading
Originally posted on Purplerays:
So the shortest day came, and the year died,And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white worldCame people singing, dancing,To drive the dark away.They lighted candles in the winter…
Originally posted on A Voice from Iran:
“57th story” First Published: Sep.20.2018 A rich man walked into a fancy restaurant and asked for the best table. When he sat down, he saw a…
What is beautiful, what is not…. What is beautiful and what is not. Your body, like a flowing river to open sea. This is beauty to me. I observe your skin, the pathway… Continue reading