Stirring In the cocoon Here for eons Squirming, turning somersaults Contained Itching to grow Willing to know Truth Drowning in stale air Grasping for fresh breath Reaching My skin is encased In this ‘used to’ nest This thin film Unseen, enveloping Stirring All this time Of mine For you

Light, Compassion & Healing Light seeks to brighten areas darker than itself. It moves swiftly and easily, great distances effortlessly. Light is of heat, fire and anger; igniting the wisdom in love. Light swirls, dances, gleems, and sparkles. Light twinkles, sending messages of hope, health and destination. Light lives! Compassion finds the way to speak truth in all circumstances. Compassion needs no explanation. Compassion loves so completely, even the hardest truths may be swallowed. Compassion floats on watertops, comfortably in the sun. Healing yearns for itself, encouraging and gracefully maintaining homeostasis. Healing is remembering, balancing, centering and breathing freely. Healing is ability to expand without interruption. Healing speaks volumes of truth in silence, while allowing for the loudest yodelings from mountain tops!

Woven Experience My essence responds completely Light shines when our eyes meet I know that I am home with you As our closeness deepens As our souls become united Our love swirls in the night Surrounding us Keeping us warm and filled Fed and comforted in joy Our blanket of woven experience Time spent together and expansion beyond independence Interdependence is our mastery Connectedness is our guidance Sharing is our path

Well Wishings for Her She is young and eager, intelligent and driven. She wears a white button up shirt, closed to the top, with a collar edged in lace. She exudes majesty, gracefullness, sincerity, and youthful and concealed sexuality. One day she will wish to experience and explore every aspect of herself and her femininity. Eyes, such as mine looking on, wish her well on her journey. We hope that she never feels shame, or uneasiness being in her body. That she may taste all the goods her desire and imagination conjure up. Tasted with a willing heart and a gentle, trusting partner. We hope that life's path and lessons are easier for her than they were for us... and we send her our blessings!

The Whispering Wind The wind always calls out my name And as I listen it’s always the same He calls my name over, and over again The Whispering Wind is always my friend As I stand on the porch He races through my hair And He whistles for me As I sit on the stair I have races with the wind All through the grass But I never win The wind is too fast I ask the wind questions But it’s always the same All the wind does Is call out my name

He's My Mechanic This Man Works with his hands His head, and his heart This is his art He is kind and generous He knows the parts He makes connections With the simplest of selections And the motor starts I'm on the road again Off to pursue my dreams Life's not always what it seems! He's My Mechanic.

Time Time, an eternal word Searching for the end Hate, so misunderstood Looking for a friend

Holocaust Frustration Treating me like I’m nothing Showing they have no care Taking away my dignity Killing me bare Most of them know “this” is wrong None of them stop “this” They are all ‘just following orders’ “This” persists Trapped in a world of frustration Hatred and cold in their hearts Yet, none of them realize Of them we’re part We say we’re the ‘Chosen People’ Sometimes I wonder why When humans will fight other humans They die

Wherein Wherein the stillness Lies the heart And the fire Burns next to His sending Healing surrounds them And love so sweet Here forms His bond Neverending From across all acres Which lie between The spirits above Transcend them To the higher ground Where the two shall meet In the light Which stands before them And looks upon them With all His pleasure For all the world To see So speaks the truth For life everpresent Is as He meant it To be