Gather ’round and celebrate the joy that has been given. A gift of love – of flesh and blood. A tiny bit of heaven. See the wonder of it all, and marvel at the sight, Share the happiness we know, celebrate the life. Make memories of the times to come, of hours and days and […]
My star, sparkling shine, radial eye lost in dark blue night Shooting sight, reflective bright, holy traces from pointless fight Light of night, unholy plight, beautiful hope of sacred light Hope in sky, obsesive lie, demise my song of what I thought was right Pair of eyes, sparkling shines, stare and glare below to admire […]
I loved you from the very start, You stole my breath, embraced my heart. Our life together has just begun, You’re part of me my little one. As mother with child, each day I grew, My mind was filled with thoughts of you. I’d daydream of the things we’d share, Like late-night bottles and teddy […]
Where did you come from, baby dear? Out of the everywhere into here. Where did you get your eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through. What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? I found it […]
Here further up the mountain slope Than there was every any hope, My father built, enclosed a spring, Strung chains of wall round everything, Subdued the growth of earth to grass, And brought our various lives to pass. A dozen girls and boys we were. The mountain seemed to like the stir, And made of […]
Programmed since birth by Lord Almighty to diffuse resplendent shade; was the gregariously blooming and enchantingly exuberant tree, Programmed since birth by Lord Almighty to disseminate Omnipotent light; was the aristocratically flamboyant and blisteringly blossoming Sun, Programmed since birth by Lord Almighty to generate rhapsodically unlimited tanginess; was the boundlessly ebullient and triumphantly undulating Ocean, […]
I have no name: I am but two days old.” What shall I call thee? “I happy am, Joy is my name.” Sweet joy befall thee! Pretty joy! Sweet joy, but two days old. Sweet Joy I call thee: Thou dost smile, I sing the while; Sweet joy befall thee! by William Blake
Programmed since birth by Lord Almighty to diffuse resplendent shade; was the gregariously blooming and enchantingly exuberant tree,
The birth of my love It comes with the need to be strong It comes with the need to be true
IF I ACQUIRED the menacing form of an alligator in the next birth, I would want you to cling tightly to my persona as my serrated green skin. If I was born in the ominous form of the jungle tiger in the next birth, I would you to be incorporated in my body as my […]
