The poet within landscape of the mind in solitude
Dwells composing with language of the soul
Muse inspiring poems from the heart.
Tapestry of life, questioning how, why and when
Death's shadow following close upon life's journey
Love, happiness and joy, adventures, grief and tears
Searching for truth and surviving purple storms
Taking the blows always turning the other cheek
Looking up at the stars and seeing God's majesty.
Creating images for the mind and touching other souls
Memories, some sweet, some sour, lovers not forgot
Time and space no barrier for the questing mind
Grief and loss given words allowing tears to flow
Passion of the poet's compassion for mankind.
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