I'm the author of the balance
of the heart soul and mind...

Seeds sleeping in the earth
Passionately receive rebirth...

The archer hunts prey
the fisherman fishes...

We don't think of our greed
or those in desperate need...

It has been said
revenge is sweet...

For many a long year I've spent most of my time
searching for a smart lady with reason and rhyme...

Should I write another letter
that will likely never get read...

It's almost four, I cannot sleep
I was born to write, born to win...

Our little talks were like a flowing river
I the receiver, you my dear the giver...

Just the thought of your kiss
brings to me so much bliss...

With my arms wide open
I welcome any stranger...

Natures fine beauty
reflected by everything here...