"Mad with beautiful tragedy / The kindest kind of comedy / Astride horned horses of the morn / Ride with me where our dreams are born"
Come
Soaring on imagination Pure crystalline trajectory Evocation invocation Of that which some say dare not be But the blazing revelation Opens our eyes to the hidden Truth that nothing is forbidden To dangerous dreamers who dare To dance on water skip on air And sail transcendent everywhere
Come fly with me into madness We will give the slip to sadness Giddyup to giddy gladness On the unicorns of the dawn Till the last of the dark has gone Mad with beautiful tragedy The kindest kind of comedy Astride horned horses of the morn Ride with me where our dreams are born Where truth and beauty make us free:
Steven,
This is absolutely Wonderfully creative style and
true entertainment!
I also appreciate the graphics up top.
Oh and By The Way; I love Your Homepage!
All Your Work is Great! Truly Fantastic!
Peace and healthy joyful creativity',
Rich Criso Suarez
Who knew the Wright's had a trunk full of hidden family secrets? Searching for treasure and hidden family secrets is one way to fuel the flames of passion.
peace, Carole
Steven,
This is absolutely Wonderfully creative style and
true entertainment!
I also appreciate the graphics up top.
Oh and By The Way; I love Your Homepage!
All Your Work is Great! Truly Fantastic!
Peace and healthy joyful creativity',
Rich Criso Suarez
Felix
Dream on dreamer sublime!!
Love Tinka
Regis