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 ...
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Exactly at Midnight
...with your eyes tightly closed and your arms open, we will welcome the new year embraced as one. Happy New Year!
Distance foolishly made a play
to come between us this winter day,
my body knows of empty arms,
and the mountain of trees that act as bars.
Weep not of heartache nor despair
my heart knows that you are here,
in the winds that kiss my cheek
and in each snowflake your love is seen.
Empty of vision and silent of sound
till the rhythimic beat of love was found,
dancing joyoulsy above the clouds,
only bonded souls allowed.
to come between us this winter day,
my body knows of empty arms,
and the mountain of trees that act as bars.
Weep not of heartache nor despair
my heart knows that you are here,
in the winds that kiss my cheek
and in each snowflake your love is seen.
Empty of vision and silent of sound
till the rhythimic beat of love was found,
dancing joyoulsy above the clouds,
only bonded souls allowed.
...Hold on!
The moment is approaching where today is gone and another year is behind us and our life another song. Unwritten words in waiting and a sequel to be found, when our love responds with emotion, we can do no wrong.
Closing in on each moment, so richly a find, to feel your lips pressing gingerly next to mine. Soul to soul embrace and a smile on my face, as I capture the visions of love taking place.
The moment is approaching where today is gone and another year is behind us and our life another song. Unwritten words in waiting and a sequel to be found, when our love responds with emotion, we can do no wrong.
Dreams under starlight and the observation clear, love functions perfectly when our hearts align with care. Side by side our souls unite and nothing shall divide, as the bond was interlocked tight from the moment you made my heart sigh.
~
Closing in on each moment, so richly a find, to feel your lips pressing gingerly next to mine. Soul to soul embrace and a smile on my face, as I capture the visions of love taking place.
The moment is approaching where today is gone and another year is behind us and our life another song. Unwritten words in waiting and a sequel to be found, when our love responds with emotion, we can do no wrong.
Dreams under starlight and the observation clear, love functions perfectly when our hearts align with care. Side by side our souls unite and nothing shall divide, as the bond was interlocked tight from the moment you made my heart sigh.
~
From a Blade of Grass a Song!
Incredible the emotions,
wonderful the day,
you walked in on my heart
and made the darkness fade.
From a blade of grass a song
of happiness and glee, to the
music of life, which brought
your love to me.
Simple my intentions a rise
to mountain high and release
the words of love unto the
blue of the sky.
Breathtaking the reminder
as seen in the morning dew,
in the flow of the river, in
the reflection of the blue.
The warmth embracing,
magical through and through,
to allow my heart to feel
your love in everything
I do.
~
wonderful the day,
you walked in on my heart
and made the darkness fade.
From a blade of grass a song
of happiness and glee, to the
music of life, which brought
your love to me.
Simple my intentions a rise
to mountain high and release
the words of love unto the
blue of the sky.
Breathtaking the reminder
as seen in the morning dew,
in the flow of the river, in
the reflection of the blue.
The warmth embracing,
magical through and through,
to allow my heart to feel
your love in everything
I do.
~
My intended audience is the restless soul
which anxiously awaits my...
Happy New Years!
I woke to the thrashing about of broken branches hitting up against the windows. The hollow rarely fell prey to the hungry winds, as the tall stately trees which carefully lined the hills created a barricade which usually kept the arrogance of the high winds from playing havoc in the hollow. Powerful and a bit mischievous the approaching winter storm no longer danced on tree tops but dipped deep down to master the moment. Placing a familiar white dusting over the valleys and snapping the tallest and strongest of trees the wind again turned the page from comfort to remind us of our vulnerability to the storms of life.
Our habit of recording the moments and documenting the days happenings brings with it a beginning to an end. The last day of a year and the entering in of a new one proves that time indeed stands still for no one. The lessons of life gone unchallenged tease us with our own ignorance, for we cannot possess, nor control the moment. To master time one was must realize that each breathing moment is an experience filled with a variety of choices.
I glanced out the window and watched the dark sky as it was being replaced by an unseen sunlight. The sun's rays battling to pierce through the thick dark clouds of the mornings winter storm reminded me of your love which finds away each day to shine from the heart to brighten my spirit.
Allow no fear to enter in,
your warmth is all I need.
I feel it every morning
and it makes my soul sing.
~
...and love spoke
Our habit of recording the moments and documenting the days happenings brings with it a beginning to an end. The last day of a year and the entering in of a new one proves that time indeed stands still for no one. The lessons of life gone unchallenged tease us with our own ignorance, for we cannot possess, nor control the moment. To master time one was must realize that each breathing moment is an experience filled with a variety of choices.
I glanced out the window and watched the dark sky as it was being replaced by an unseen sunlight. The sun's rays battling to pierce through the thick dark clouds of the mornings winter storm reminded me of your love which finds away each day to shine from the heart to brighten my spirit.
Allow no fear to enter in,
your warmth is all I need.
I feel it every morning
and it makes my soul sing.
~
...and love spoke
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sky Blue on A Winter Day
Living in a high volume technological world adds a thread of vulnerability to our way of life. Interactively connected, world to world, that which unites quickly divides. Each hour our electrical power had been disrupted proved only of our greater dependence upon means from which we have little control. I rolled through the many emotions first of maintaining a safe quarters to coming to terms with the isolation that quickly surrounds you. The first day came with a set of withdrawal symptoms as if our worlds truly had been divided.
The following day I felt numb, not from the loss of power to the every day chores of life, what I was experiencing was more than a mere infraction upon my lifestyle, it was withdrawal from the explosion of this newly created world. The interference with our world to world bond only proved how powerful the outside connection which tightened the grip upon our lives had become. The utility companies quickly arrived and examined the situation as they proceeded to bring some order to the last few days. It was at this time I escaped into my bedroom as I began to read I fell into a sense of clam as I reviewed the magic of our love which no power, technological or otherwise could divide. Pen in hand the ink flowed across the paper. The words were a blend of emotion from the battle to retain to a cuddling warmth of succession. Not sure if it was merely memories that bridged the moment or the energy of the soul which spanned all time and place. All I was sure of was as the words appeared the reality of what is took its rightful place in my heart to whisper of love.
Powerful such energy to ignite our love and as quick as flashing lights unseen barriers tighten like a glove.
The following day I felt numb, not from the loss of power to the every day chores of life, what I was experiencing was more than a mere infraction upon my lifestyle, it was withdrawal from the explosion of this newly created world. The interference with our world to world bond only proved how powerful the outside connection which tightened the grip upon our lives had become. The utility companies quickly arrived and examined the situation as they proceeded to bring some order to the last few days. It was at this time I escaped into my bedroom as I began to read I fell into a sense of clam as I reviewed the magic of our love which no power, technological or otherwise could divide. Pen in hand the ink flowed across the paper. The words were a blend of emotion from the battle to retain to a cuddling warmth of succession. Not sure if it was merely memories that bridged the moment or the energy of the soul which spanned all time and place. All I was sure of was as the words appeared the reality of what is took its rightful place in my heart to whisper of love.
Fate took a mountain and sailed it out at sea,
as the whispers of memory sent your love to me.
~
~
The bond of love strengthened as it weaved
the golden sun lit color and the blue of the sea.
~
Winter
Winter approached with fury and a game of misery to play, but it didn't count on love to repave the way. Sings > Whispers of memory, whispers of love, calmed my soul and sent your dreams to hug. La la la la, la la la la you stayed with me and we caught winter by surprise and turned it into spring as we watched the sun rise. la la la la , la la la la We caught winter by surpise and turned it into spring as we watched the sunrise.
Friday, December 26, 2008
.. and than I opened my eyes.
The goblets are empty but anticipation appeared,I prepared the dinner as If you were here.
My mind raced from the mountains to the sea,
imagined us in the snow and down by the beach.
I feared the moment would come to a stop and
I would open up my eyes and the dreams would
stop.
~
With you there is such acceptance,
without you the heartache pierces
my soul to cause excruciating pain.
~
I value the memory ... embrace the moment.
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