Ocean lapping waves upon waves waves upon sand lapping and bathing calloused feet O great ocean of power! A sea was parted by faith, and still you wash these shores of my hopes. A pelican soars slowly by, with a merciful downward glance, as if to say, peace, be still. AdvertisementsRead more "The Beach"
It’s not the way a woman looks that kindles inner fires, it’s not the food a woman cooks that noble thoughts inspires, it’s not the timbre of her voice that reaches to the heart it’s not the wisdom of her choice in music, books or art, it’s not the softness of her hand that makes […]Read more "Unseen"