Winter snow, winter white; will you be mine tonight?

Huddled in, cuddled tight; the cold wind dancing tonight.

It hums a song; the soothing tunes of nature whispers in my ear tonight.

The gift of time, the gift of white…carelessly drifting tonight.

Candles lit, fire bright; time graciously unwinds tonight.

winter storm invoking, relinquishing the binds of life; gently gesturing to those you hold dear tonight.

A Thousand Suns

Your life: You could easily chase a thousands suns; hoping, praying that you unearth at least one.
It is not until the ray of clarity and of confidence shines on you it’s light, that graciously you tread your path in this life. Even if it is on your own, that is just as right.
No matter the storms that may come or even the darkest of nights, you are then always able to see this glorious, illuminating ray of light.


If only…

     If only; I could offer to you where my heart undeniably dwells. There would be no need to create any elaborate story to tell. As if; to justify, to excuse, or to ask reprise within a trusted wishing well. 

     Forever then; would you forgive me, allow me, accept me as if an iridescent pearl within its earthly shell.

     If only; as it brings forth and beats my heart could speak to you this well. 

My Morsel 

Give me something to bite my teeth into. Tearing away please, but a taste to sustain me through the feast or the fast of this lifetime.

A tender morsel to arouse my pacified senses; nourish me, energize me, awaken me once again to the flavors of each and every creation.

The moments of magnitude, the ones labeled insignificant or those of obnoxious overindulgences, even those that leave you weak from it all; give me but a serving from each. Yes, to ground me, yet all the while enticing me to find the balance in all the irony and contradiction that garnish unwelcome.

Give me my bite, my sliver of heaven, my tasty morsel~ forever more satiating to my heart’s delight.