'neath the willow by the star studded lake
overlooking deep mountain flickering...

Distant drum beats a thousand cries over the hills
as I trace footprints to the past of bare men...

Here in my heart, throbs your beat
gentle, calm, peaceful...

Are you there among the bushes
carefree, caring less...

There she blows......
Twitching,twisting...

There remains a room unopened in each and every...
Hidden until despair comes knocking...

Give me serenity oh my maker
in this place I call home...

Towards the dam I will wait
Silently, patiently...

Neon light shimmers
when morn greets the grassy ground...

Dancing silhouettes
on waters. As rowers pass...

Winter still emerges; radiant. Forever to linger...
While clouds form shapes; haphazard. No one floats...

Humming birds on cuckoos nest
here in September where eagles rest...