the romance of our soul trains…..
the romance of our soul trains…..
the inquisitive harmony of us, the living…
a walk around a lake is a walk into being
the hope of surrender……..the destination nowhere……
chasing perfection, the holy grail of illusion
survival of the fittest, the ones who love….
entering into grace with bare feet & wonderment
the extraordinary encounter of delight
the dwellings we create, where our souls abide…..
too many mantras, too many gurus, not enough soul
a kiss is a kiss & should be allowed its grace….
considering our roots which help us to fly
the invisible presence of your infinite self….
the ephemeral & futile attempt at transcendence
the truth-seekers & the earth-angels