The Celestial Invitation

In my vigil of gazing into the moon's soul
I watch destiny's path before me unfold

Paradise Found

For hours my imagination and you
toy around
exploring long forgotten caves,
marveling at stories narrated by ancient tribes,
more artful than the brushstroke
administered by the pen of an embittered scribe

The Artlessness of War

Peace was the antidote
Love, the ruthless price for each war invoked

A plume of smoke fitfully arose,
clouds burnt black
inhaling dreams
haunted by vengeful demons now evoked