Night Life
becomes the very point of me
the insubstantial ground of imagination
makes golden lights in my mind
seeing the sun at night
the moon during high day
a brilliant trinket
wakes me with luminos shouting
what the mind can see
the hand cannot touch
yet inner life
becomes the very point of me
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Nice:)
And you probably hear this all the time but...
You have a cool name:)
Love and light you
Chase:)
Light and Wisdom ...
Richard
enjoyed.....Art Sun...
This is beautiful...
Thanks,
Trixie