Love calls - everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?

The final flight make your last journey from this strange world soar for the heights where there is no more God has created your wings not to be dormant as long as you are alive you must try more and more to use your wings to show you're alive.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

Be silent, Only the Hand of God Can remove The burdens of your heart.

On this path let the heart be your guide.

God picks up the reed-flute world and blows. Each note is a need coming through one of us, a passion, a longing pain. Remember the lips where the wind-breath originated, and let your note be clear. Don't try to end it. Be your note.

Why, when God's world is so big, did you fall asleep in a prison, of all places?