All I need is to hold your love in my heart.....
for we have touched what only the spirit can.
Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
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Soul mates are not one of choice,
There is no where we can't travel, and nothing we can't do, the road a little rocky, always leads me to you. Love has paved a way,few would understand,it connects our love
Just before the sunset,early eve, I listen to the train down by the ten mile stream. Fish are jumping,skies are getting a little grey and there you can catch me dreaming, in a not so ordinary way. I can feel your presence, as you touch my heart and softly sung whispers that bring a joy to the dark.

A soul held captive dies not once but twice, as restraint placed on heart and mind weakens the spirit. The taste of freedom is on the blood of our brothers and sisters, their untimely demise birthed a new nation. We are free to choose in our brief stint as keeper of the lands. Tomorrow a new generation shall relieve us in the duty to Country, God and above all freedom. For I have felt the locks upon my mind and soul and celebrated in their release.