Time hangs on the walls of the mind

The mind is a home

Still and Bare

The future is outside the open doors

Neither aware

Nor scared

Hanging in the open air

The meadow calls for one to dance

The wind beckons for one to sing

The memories fade to an everlasting spring

For the journey has yet to begin

I stand



The door seems to fade

Then thought distracts

Remove my eyes so I can see

Free my mind so I can be

Take my heart so I can feel

Show me what I have always sensed as real

Always there


She sat quietly,

Contentment and peace resting on her heart.

Had this truly happened?

The  night as always, dark and pure

Exploded with the lights of a hundred fireflies…

She smiled and turned


At her side

She saw

Her Angel

The face she always knew, yet never saw

The friend she always heard, yet knew not the voice

There at her side

Yet she was not surprised

For she always knew

She always heard

The Angel in her heart