Poems from ray21
The last peddle falls from the wilted rose
each one beautiful on its own
yet the rose no longer flowers.
In an act of surrender, it falls,...
We dream dreams of the unseen
Visions of things eternal
Visions of things natural
Heaven meets earth
As gold chords descend
Begging to be...
As the earth spins in its daily orbit, the horizon call to me. It tells me the secrete that few ever hear. It whispers to me, stretching...
You are my music
You are my song
No one can play me like you can
You are the maestro
I am the strings
No one can compose me like you can...
Water falls like tears from the sky stinging my face. It causes my soul to come to life. It causes my heart to beat again, come into...