Is it passion, is it fate?
or an obsession that wont abate?
Life fulfilled with a thorny tree
Would we impale self to the thorn sharpest?... more »
Always your sweet fragrant
brings me a moment of peace,
pursuing inner cultivation,
delicated, self contained, and sweet.... more »
Oh dear Spring!
I hear your tender walking crossing over the hills
Your harmony songs wake up the shining green
Where the birds joyously tweeting... more »