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 Fickle Finger Of Fate P.O.M. August
No one can escape it
The fickle finger of fate
Some think they can avoid it
But it’s patient and it waits
Just when you drop your guard down
And think you’re doing well
It bites you on the bottom
And makes your life a hell
It’s part of life’s grand vision
And some they can foretell
Just when that sticky finger
Upon you it will dwell
But like the clouds above you
In time it will move on
But the things you thought were certain
Alas they will be gone.
May your lessons in life be small and over quickly…..
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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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