Seeking Out The Sunshine

  Seeking out the sunshineGrasping at anything brightEchoes from the hauntingHowls from deep in the nightTaking the long way homeAway from all things too muchAvoiding stress & transgressionsTrappings of modernity & suchWe shall find an answerWithin the confines of peaceOur aims are good & trueSeeking out love until the end of life’s lease

Running My Fingers Upon The Smooth Surface

Running my fingers upon the smooth surfaceKeeping them always against the grainI know my way through the RedwoodsThey’re my protection against the dark stains Born in the high desert among the cactiFaint echoes from mission bells of yoreGreat things come from fools with faithMisguided souls remain thirsty for more Stubborn & obstinate as hardwoodNeeding myContinue reading “Running My Fingers Upon The Smooth Surface”