Saturday, December 8, 2007

My love


I wait for absent love no more,
My love is for sharing, my love is a gift.
Join me in this love today.
Forever I give my love to thee.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Tender child


Tender though it is, there is no place for this. I must feel the space with other tender meaningful things. Tender though it is, I have laid it down, never to wonder, what if. Tender though it is.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Liquid Gold


I feel the warmth of sunlight pumping through my veins, its liquid Gold from heaven, praise God, praise God again.