let your words flow softly
lay them gently on angels wing
echoes of their angelic song
as their flight doth message bring
oh hear the words of heaven
captured in winters breeze
sent with but a whisper
their meaning my heart doth seize

just a quick thought... wrote it sitting here
mind racing ... contemplating life... living in a daydream... or an illusion of an existence which never was... are we but a thought in the mind of a greater being ... an undecided project that changes as do our lives.... until that final moment .... when our death in this world is our actual beginning.

oh how the minutes tick away
seconds fill them overflowing
as hours pass us by
soft and gentle sigh
but why

do we cling to who we were
how it used to be
or live a moment as it comes
just wait and we will see

better still... the fight to become... but what of destiny... an unknown future ... battle on ... yet tiss but wasted war... do we dare hope for more.... who commands these waves crashing upon our shore

yes my mind races on..... questions to be asked ...yet to whom.... answers to be found.... not knowing where to look.... our curiosity bound.... contained with only hope.... hope of a brighter day... when words flow so freely ... we live the questions and become the answers we have sought .... realizing ourselves we fought

and now .... I breathe.... I take a breath and calm my wayward mind.... hoping pleasure in my thoughts ... You did find