What is pleasant sounding to one is not for the other. A fine line defines where music ends and noise begins
Diamante: Music vs Noise
They Say
A million thoughts compressed in a matter of minutes
Tomorrow
Fate decides, destiny happens
Wasted Time
Tomorrow passes as a point in time.
Images
What will be, will be determined.
Song for Father
He is by nature quiet, A private person, if you will His composure is mild and gentle He takes delight in the jewels he holds dear
A Song of Exultation
And until the evening of my life, I remain In awe and gratitude. My heart echoes with jubilation A resounding song--- Of exultation!
O’er the Lea
Lone am I in fluttering flight. In an open field of green.
I You We
You are you and I am me What matters most is we agree You love me and I love you For who we are, equally.
Of a Moment in a Dream – a sonnet
Such was a moment in a dream one night, A blur of motion till dawn’s early light.
