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