its the feelings.

moments of great joy. . . 

            the golden sun sets behind azure crests 

                                       or

            the plump pear sequestering your taste buds

its for the sorrow and the tears. . .

            I once heard every tear is worth a 

                   Prayer of a million words.

                Do you believe it?       I do.

I write because I can. . .

               It is a way to share a moment

                     one precision, one pin drop

                               of time itself

                     (a pin drop that will last a lifetime)

         and the raveling and unraveling of every

                  cherry blossom, orange peel,

               sunkissed lips, and bitter sweet chocolate.

A way to share what can not be said in words . . .

                               and a way to

discover the insides of

                              one's self.