Into the Wee Hours

My allegiance is to the sun, always will be. But I was curious to check out the Earth’s shadow draped over today’s wee small hours of the morning moon across the Americas. We got shadow work indeed over here to … Continue reading

Some Nights

Some Nights

I look at the moon for what it is.She sits with me through nightfall and beyond.Even when she diminishes wholly into the darkness,through the gentle breeze a reverberating silent voice exclaims,“We will rise,just you wait.”We’re all just walking each other … Continue reading

Won’t You Light My Way

Won’t You Light My Way

And the day it is dark, as the night is long.Feel like trash, you make me feel clean.I’m in the black, can’t see or be seen.Baby, baby, baby, light my way. – Paul David Hewson

Now I’m Flying

Now I’m Flying

You leave sparkles everywhere you go. If no one is expressing this to you, sprinkle them somewhere else where they may see them come across like lighting through the night sky.

Fallen Star