Difference holds Substance in The quaint pulling Apart of Two hearts Thread Through The skin Above Muscle Pumping into Existence The hope of Life Weaving Over and Over Again The Memory of Love The truth of Palpable Tasting Lust in… Read More »The Thread
I am The heart beat I am The flesh and Bone of Love’s journey I am The intake of Life and The exhale of Experience And I Only know This way to be… To be in Love with Life To… Read More »The Creation of Love’s Journey
Did the angels pull you from the cord too young? Did you mother feel the pain? Breathing in The sorrow of Your choices I know your Journey has Just begun Don’t hold on To the earth It lives in Eternal… Read More »Those who are Alive Live On
This is where I rest in The soft green grass of Momentary truth Between sun and Shade— The light and Shadow expose The contrast of Who I am and Who I pretend To be as Gnats zig and Zag and… Read More »Falling onto the Grass
A Good Friday Message “Giving our Lives for the Greater Good of All” By Christa A. Lamb When it’s just me in my car, there are two things you can be certain of, one, there will almost always be music… Read More »Giving our Lives for the Greater Good of All
The day Never Gone Before The sun Retracts Its rays Amplifies its Essence as Warmth Falls On soft White Toes Windows blow Open A new tomorrow And flowers Perch Like Birds Beneath The timber of Life Whisper Something In The… Read More »To be in Life is to be in Love
I rest My head Against The sun as Winter’s mouth Leans in Against My face Biting for A short second It melts Away in My mind. I’ve gone deaf to the world. Yet It isn’t Silence that Creates Stillness but… Read More »The Growing Light
Do you find Yourself stuck at The source of All being at The final hour at The moment Time ticks It’s last Tock? Do you find Yourself propelled Out of Reality and Into a moment Not known but Felt at… Read More »The Unspoken Name
Thousands of Memories circle The stars in Clouds of dusty Recollection Each one Tossing itself Above The others Hoping for A sign. Dance Dance The dance of A meteor Flight Bursting from The bubble of Forgetfulness Release The tears and… Read More »Memory within a Soul Song
Have you ever had so much to say that finding the starting point to say it is near impossible? This is me. How do I take all that I feel and express it with crystal clarity? I used to just… Read More »Without Judgment, An Expression of Me.