Stands with a Roar ( as in thunder) As his native American name suggests; he speaks with thunder, in essence he has a message for all to hear. The messages is set forth in poetic style, like flashes on enlightenment for all to hear.
Under the lamp
The streets I walk down are not the same, the colored signs have all gone gray. My winged feet refuse to fly, my days with you were pushed aside.
Good evening Mr moonshine, you lighten my up my night. Moon beams show me where to walk.. I walk down my pathway, where I meet you half way, moon beams flowing through your hair. The lake is calm tonight, reflects the moonlight bright. Moonlight in your eyes tonight you take my hand in your hand , you hold me close to you, We softly waltz a step or two.
Through gray eyes I sit by the window watching the people pass by. I wonder where they go... I make up stories about their lives, what adventures they must have...
In the shadows of my soul I await for the spring... For the flowers to return to the meadows and for rain to refresh me... yes even me! My thirst is great and I am parched like the cracks in the desert floor. So come to me my love, yes come to me on the wings of a dove, yes come to me with the love of youth. For why should I suffer any longer in this lonely place? Until that day I will wait in my desolate abode and keep watch for you to come to me, over the new horizon. Yet though I keep watch I watch for the impossible, for once you were mine in misty memories of days of long ago. But alas you are no more...
Love Never Fails
Love never fails! When sunbeams piece the early shadows and flash across the open plains. When the crickets have chirped their last chirps.
Good Morning World!
I woke this morning to the sounds of the ocean surf. While the seagulls congregated outside my back door, making their familiar calls. My eyes were taken aback by broken pieces of sunlight sparkling on the cold choppy waters. As I stepped out my door, I could see old married couples strolling along the shoreline as the now exhausted waves wash over their aged feet, with a gentle call, to breathe in this moment and make it last forever. For soon the day trippers will be here and the world will move on...
The Rabbit Hole!
When we get to the bottom of the rabbit hole; this is what we will find! As we stand between the infinite light and the infinite darkness.
The tide rolls in, the tide rolls out. The sun circles the earth one more time. With the dolphins dancing in the surf I give thanks for another day spent in the loving care of our heavenly father. As the last flicker of light passes over the horizon, as the deep blue waves say their last good night the sun beams flashing upon the very tips of the now forgotten sea. I bend my knees to the one who created all such wonders. Time to rest now under velvet pin pricked skies letting insipid points of light shine through. Once again father we thank you in all humility for we are nothing but the hollow wind passing above the black seas of life.