A Distant Memo

Your Life is this: a distant memo, clear of thought, a widest echo, morningsong in life, go long through strife and wrong but growing up as a better one Your life is at your service, you are part of cosmos’ surface: a star ace of great sensation revelation! We are real causation deep creation through…

When Silent Nights

When silent nights creep over fields and snow with frost are coldest shields I’ll find myself again in distant here and now my friend. So long all since I saw your smile the time has passed it’s been a while! my memories of you are in my archetypal style. So, as I wander on these…