Always NearUnder a blossoming tree I stand,Staring into a world that I know to well.Nothing changes, but never stays the same,Night fades into day, and the seasons still change.The empty feeling returns to taunt my mind,Sorrow and happiness begin to build.I remember all the things we shared,The places we went to see.Coming back to reality,I become aware that you are gone.Something tells me that you are doing fine,But who am I to say how you feel.In my sacred place,Surrounded by the Earth.I know that you are always here,Even if it is only in my heart.
Forgotten MemoriesSitting under the pine tree, Watching the snow kiss the ground.Overlooking a frozen waterfall, Uncovering an icy stream.Looking at your breath, Thinking about the past.Thought fill your mind, Unlocking forgotten memories.Remembering childhood stories, The look in your eyes.What if you could have a second chance? What would you change?Wondering how things could have been, If you had not found love.Why are you here? Where are you going?Wishing the world could have know, The way you really were.Have you finished what you started? Or have you only just begun?
A Simple GiftYou can buy a gift for everyone you know, And you will never fell the same,For a humble poet can only give the simplest of words, And gives his gift from the depth of his heart.No gift can be greater, than the ones from the poor, For they know what is love, and what is true joy,Their gifts may look different, and stand out form the rest, But just knowing that you care is the greatest gift of all.This package will make you wonder, and think what is inside, It may not look like much, but it speaks from within,It teaches a lesson that cannot be forgotten, For the meaning lies within its thoughtful words.It may not be a gift that was bought from a store, But an intricate message of peace and of
Wyoming TreasuresDiscover Wyoming's hidden treasures, Uphold the spirit with its pleasures.Where the night comes to soon, And the stars light the moon.The gold of fields glisten, While the young coyotes listen.For their mother's howl, To know when to prowl.The deer stand alert, For the huntress's skirt.The sun breaks the stare, As the laugh breaks the stare.The huntress lay down, Never lifting her frown.As the deer go to stray, She lay.For the night comes to soon, For the stars to light the moon.
Winter InnocentsDescending softly on the wings of an opaque cloud,Glistening in the cool heat of the ceaseless winter wind.Hesitant to fall into the caress of the Earth,Melting into piercing rain that heals human souls.Never leaving the sanctity of a protected dwelling,Closed to the emotions felt by all beings.Invoked by all who wish to relive their tired minds,Unaffected by the elements of a broken path.Freezing with the bitterness of mortal sin,Softly kissing the cheek of an unburdened child.Reborn into the tears of her innocent life,Trying to understand a torn and tarnished world.
An Ceilteach Duil CiorcalPowers unknown by any living man,Reigning over the vast celestial corridors,Ever-changing with the song of unseen time,Watched for eternity by the Devine eyes.Falling down from amidst a hazy sky,Constantly flowing on undecided terrain,The bloodline of this majestic earth,Healing the damage of unsurpassed deceit.Burning mists moving across the land,Reincarnating earthly beauty entangled in its path,Ongoing nature igniting the mind,Conjuring emotions felt only by your inner soul.Sleeping humbly beneath those who walk among her,Withered by the elements of long ago,Alive, yet dormant in an endless toil,Protected by the scepter of mother earth, and the clock of father time.Breaths of life mingle with the sky,Caressing the body with an unfelt touch,Passing a spell to its intended final place,Lifting the mind into visions of the past.Magic flows with the words that are said,Opening the window into countless other realms,Five points of vast elemental supremacy,Bound fore