Rocks dance on hillsides Moving with the songs of nature, The rhythm of trees; Heaven’s instruments Fill the ears with wonder, The heart with humility, And the senses with awe; Rivers harmonize Creeks accentuate Wind amplifies nature’s orchestra; Rock dance on hillsides And so, in turn, do I
Luminescent; Every smile like sun To a cloudy day- She’s a stow away in my heart, Grabbing a hold of it Every time our lips meet- The touch of her hands Drowns me in ecstasy Impossible to explain, Riveting my sight To her and her alone; Yearning for no other.
You know how the anecdote goes: When life gives you lemons make lemonade. Cliché as it is, you’ve probably said it before, and you’ve likely wasted precious energy trying to squeeze every last drop out of those stupid lemons, hoping you don’t get any more thrown at you in the process. I’m as familiar with […]
There are some theories that I must explain Formulated on and regarding the brain Heed my words when I tell you plain Of the theories that a man named Erikson’s lain It’s quite convenient I can say with one breath That Erikson’s theories cover birth to death Psychological development’s always on a roll Seemingly affected […]