Guide me there.

Guide me where hearts hear, and where your spirit kisses

the horizon of our Creators masterpiece.

Be in that place in you, and watch as the warm breeze from your soul I follow, guides me to that place, in me.

Together, each in our own places, we stand joined in the harmony of the horizon, once thought before us; now, is us. Breath your gentle songs down the narrow passage of the mountains, where in soft whistles my heart will

hear the secrets in the notes which ride upon the scale of your soul.

I will sing them back to you in harmony, and you will listen with your heart to your own song being sung throughout the horizon as you guide me,...

to where in that one place you are me, and I am you.

Where no horizon stands before, or between us.  

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Twilight ( Hawaii)

When the twilight came,

It came quietly, easily.

It was as natural as a sunny,

Warm, summery day in July.

Since words cannot purchase feeling,

The way authentic emotion can,

Picture if you will,

A source of light glowing like

A sunrise, a sun at high noon,

And a sun setting low-

All at once.

The baby- new rouge of the new sun,

The golden warmth of the noon time,

And the gentle "so-long" of the rose

In the sky at suppertime's evening coffee...

These were the sensations and colors.

I experienced no fear.

But rather, I was welcomed home.

I felt no guilt.

Instead, accomplished.

At the abeyance of regret,

There was no second guess.

My heart's being was filled with love.

It is all around.

I am not judged.

I am not begrudged.

What we do

Is not

Necessarily what we are.

Our intention is the spark,

And not the ball we carried "this far".

In every life we make mistakes.

The path we take winds and ambles.

Getting to the end is not the goal.

It is the experience on the way.

We do things because we love,

And for being in love.

And yet, we do other things

That hurt people we love because

We think, at times, we have none.

Although i am gone,

I am not lost.

Leaving and arriving

Took but a wink.

It is always only "now".

I am alive, of course.

And I am a well with water,

If you will.

I want you to know

That i think of you still.

And I love you, too.

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If love is like the water rippling at your feet, then why are the waves roaring?

  Time is in the hands of the hour glass, the sand is trickling down to it’s end.

One begins to wonder why they can not turn the sands of time to it’s rightful side.

  The side that shows no evil.

The one that does not stop flowing unless held in the wrong hands.

  Where are your sands?

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Our friendship I've cherished it like it was the Hope Diamond.

Our Love an compassion for each other, is more than I could have ever hoped for.

Mostly being your sister!

Two seperate hearts tied together, Knowing each others Pains an Dreams.

Hoping to never let the Other Down!

Always there without having to Ask.

Just knowing within us, when something is wrong with the other.

Knowing no other could replace what you've given me.

I can only hope you feel the same too!



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to my Best Friend The Person I call Sister

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The wide green pastures, of long forgotten herds,

     The time thereafter, conscience claims unheard.

The fatalistic mistake, to over eagerly partake.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The quest for the stars, the stars in the eyes,

    The eyes in the quest, the I in the lies.

The lack of regret in the need to forget.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The loss of the faith, the cutting remark,

    The needless pretence, the voice in the dark.

The passive violence, the solemn silence.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The careful plan, the cautious chance.

     The reckless attempt, the unworthy flippant.

The foolish vision, the unheeded wisdom.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The tailored suit, the official tie,

     The broken spirit, the lesser life.

The unerring result, the internal jolt.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The limited scope, the mistaken rhythm,

     The mis-begotten hope, the demanding river.

The avenged misdeeds, the relentless disease.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The usurped gifts, the silent curse,

     The unknown allegiance, the borrowed purse.

The careless debts, the wasteful  theft.

     Oh Heavens, Gawd!

     Pardon me Lord!

The indulgent mistake, the selfish thirst,

     The fallen hunger, the unpeakable worst,

Author's Notes/Comments: 

How did it ever get this way?

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The fingers in the hand of an Artist

the strings that fingers have pulled

the music resounding,

This is what I am

when You walk through me...

Nobody does see you

but beneath, intangible,


Your bursting presence

filters its Rays in my Lenses...

New Song of mine, unrallied by instruments.

So alive with passionate rhythm

You lift my soul to dance beyond Angels Reach

Where only Your eyes can see.

That is where I am,

When you play to me...

Far above any visible realm.

I faint at fate, with trembling knees

As You become the artist

And I, Your ivory keys.

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Thousands of miles apart
And yet, as I choose, I watch you.
Held within my mind's eye, you reside.
Watching each morning for your eyes to open straight into my own...
Do you know I am there?
Can you feel my breath against your lips
In readiness to share my life,
To give you yours?

Thousands of miles apart
And yet, I walk beside you
In your daily routine.
Ever quiet, never still, for I surround you.
Before you, and all sides, present.
Testing the waters you are to cross.
Do you know I am there?
You have accidentally brushed me,
As you once extended your hand
To greet an acquaintance.
I saw you quickly look...
Cosmic Fusion...
I dared not make acknowledgement
For I am positioned only as a guard,
As the one who guides you on a mission.

Thousands of miles apart
And yet, each night you retire, I pause.
Kneeling with you in prayer to Our Father.
Have you ever heard your prayer echo?
Each prayer you deliver must breeze through me,
For it is I who stands guard over you
As you prepare for evening's rest.
And as you lay down,...
I watch for your eyes to close.

Thousands of miles apart
And yet, I kiss your lids as I position myself.
Do you know I am there, my Love?
Can you feel my breath against your lips
In readiness, to impart my life into you?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

When two souls have joined together as One through the Divine Spirit, distance cannot separate them.

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The Storm


The rain softly drips into the gutter

The sun is caught behind a puffy gray cloud

The grass is thick and damp

The sky thunders , as if in pain

The storm has passed

The beautiful bright yellow sun

Streams out into the blue sky

The birds sing of happiness

A small drop of rain slowly makes it’s way down the edge of a bright green leaf

A bright colored rainbow forms at the edge of the earth

The children come out to play

Water gently flows down the edge of the road

The storm has passed

It had become too old

It left behind

Something bright, beautiful and bold


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"End of the Night"

by Jeph Johnson


Eyes as bright as the end of the night
Shine through tears she cannot fight
Smiles as wide as the oceanside
Contain waves of emotion, yet still the tide...


Radiance beyond the ripples on a pond
Sparkles from her golden sunlit face,
Turning the darkest night to dawn
While warming like the sun with her embrace.


Though night time brings the darkness
The starlight can't compete;
The city lights and moon's glow
Are beneath her feet.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

circa 1999 

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