A Tritina about love
Here You Are
In the spirit of Walt Whitmas, a "song of myself."
God’s Refusals
God never denies us our heart’s desire except to give us something better.
Through the Glass
A piece of glass both joins and separates...
Sunny Sunday
Sunny Sunday afternoon— perfect time to sway in the hammock, staring blankly into the foliage that towers above me and dances to the music of my mind....
Not My Will
Time moves far too slowly. Oh, how much I miss you!
What’s in a Name
To you it may be just another name, but to me it's a song of heaven.
Little Treasures
When turning to page ninety-three, Some special tokens came in view....
Flight
All paths in the valley of sorrow Leads Feeds to you and back
Longing
What is longing? A restless hankering, or a cheerful expectation? It's all how you look at it.


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