Poetry is of the soul, a journey taking us the very depths of who we are as a human. It is the observation of the human condition and all that we aspire to be.

The passion of poetry is in all of hearts. No matter if we are lovers or friends or just silhouettes in the night, poetry is ours from sunrise to sunset and all the time in between.
Poetry is the beat of the hearts of lovers everywhere. It is the language of humanity throughout the ages of mankind.
Poetry will being us closer to our human souls in the new age of mankind, no matter how near or far we are from one another.

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“A Worldly Search”

Sleep well my love for tomorrow begins a new day of untold wealth, that of life. We shall harvest the gold of the sun, ours shall be the diamonds of the night sky. . . to light our days of joy together, guiding us through the black pitch darkness. Gold dust seedlings cover the hillsideContinue reading ““A Worldly Search””


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