The very word itself is inspiring; it conjures up in my mind a world of infinite wonders that I can only marvel at.  Wonders that my head remind me that nature does not revolve around me, but around a vast universe of possibility.  For whether I acknowledge it or not, Mother Nature and all her diverse energies will continue to exist long after I have evaporated into the sand of earthly time.  She will continue to vibrate at her own frequency ever evolving and enhancing her beauty until she metamorphosis into the star she is meant to be.

The poems and writings on this site and within my books are purposely simple and are meant as building blocks to deeper thoughts (yours not mine).  They are reminders of things that in time have been overlooked or forgotten.

Please accept these little ramblings as signposts to the world you might have left behind in the innocence of yesterday

The Sands Of Time P.O.M. March

What can we learn from the sands of time

But a constant change and redesign

Of all we’ve come to know

From pyramids both large and small

One day will fade and be no more

Of all we’ve come to know

And seas so vast with restless flair

Will one day rise into the air

Of all we’ve come to know

And creatures that can swim and crawl

Will they be here in life at all

Of all we’ve come to know

So many questions we might ask

Especially if we’ve seen the last

Of all we’ve come to know

Then what of man I hear you say

Will he be lost along the way

With all we’ve come to know

Yes

I have a firm belief in angels and feel them around me all of the time, especially when I need an extra bit of help in making decisions

Also, as I get older, I have a much better appreciation of the beauty of Mother Nature and enjoy nothing more than to sit in my garden and let her overwhelm me with her many gifts

The poems and writings on this website are reflections of my thoughts on various subjects, as they wander through my mind

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