Nightly dreams of heavenly stars fill skies with their twinkling
eyes.
Benefiting all of mankind with contemplative views, striking arrangements and wonderful awe of something sacred and undefiled.
Beautiful beyond what any of us could create or invent, the
presence of heavenly skies touch our souls as we kneel in prayer
before God.
to get anywhere.Searching earth from on high, looking atscenery and landscapes as I pass by.Noticing details, wondering curiously wheresome of them came about, how do they existand what is their purpose below me on earth?Looking askance, seeing fluffy cloudssurrounding me closely, protecting me fromfalling into the hell of other people’s lives.
meant to live in a person.Commenting on life’s experiences, rattlingthrough thoughts of a once upon a timeromance.Holding onto the essence of younger times,not wanting to let them go away.Forever finding the loneliness left ondoorsteps back then.
Examining every feature, expression, and movement as they will eventually be written into volumes of future books.
Tell-tale explanations unfold into verses of photographic cells stored in computers for generations to come.
Tossing aside all other manners of outside sources, and thoroughly listening to muses of distant lands, coming together and sporting the lines of a person in a painting made from innate talent.
