Blue

“Would that you will use the shade of the deep sea and stream, the raiment of the river   parallel to its reflection in the skies to describe the sorrow in you and I? What is sorrow but the preparation of joy, the enduring shall find it, if they but seek its door. More and More…

Red

“Red, the color of passion, fashioned by God’s heart when he imagined you and I to be, the hue of the flame Prometheus stole from the gods so we may, stand in awe of that which is a reflection of the suns mighty rays, capturing the dancing marvel, turning any night into day, feeding it…

What Lies Beneath The Rock

“What lies beneath the rock? Is it my fate? A noble death? Or the grasp on eternity? Doubt or certainty? What lies beneath the rock? A beaten path? Or dead end? A door, but who will I let in? What truths rest in the gravel? What bitterness will direct change? What sweet love will be…

Strange Fruit

“Jesus sat under the poplar trees with tear filled eyes, wondering why? Why do the captive natives hang in this grove, like strange fruit at harvest seeking an abode? Christ touched the hanging body of Mary Turner and recalled all her memories, rage quickly mixed with his sorrow. He saw a great people being oppressed,…

Yellow

“Sunlight rains on the Earth in this blush. The cast of this glow allows life to grow, touching the least of the blades of grass and brush, while ever mindful of the Sequoia and Oak. This complexion of each day’s succession, gives sight to see and grants the dwellers of night their sleep, while all…

Ashley Henry

Dedicated to the Life and Love of my beautiful cousin Ashley Henry

Black & White

“If not for the black of this vast universe would we see the white light of the stars? White pages long to be touched with black ink, thoughts from the spatial mind that sink and climb beyond dark heights and depths, to find illumination for their breath. To dwell in light is to live, though…

Blue

“Would that you will use the shade of the deep sea and stream, the raiment of the river parallel to its reflection in the skies to describe the sorrow in you and I? What is sorrow but the preparation of joy, the enduring shall find it, if they but seek its door. More and More…

Forever Sacred

Dedicated to the Life and Love of Diana C. Cepeda. You opened my spiritual doors, I love you.

Pink

“A red winged angel flew into amass of white clouds. Brief was her embark through the snow white surround.  Her curiosity was rewarded after passing through the cumulus completely. She returned on the sky blue path seeking her landing place among her kin. Landing within the village square she was met with eyes of awe…

The Circle of Life

The Circle of Life “Who has mastered time to avoid decay, to grow without fear of the grave? To age and gauge their full potential, preserving their physical and their mental. Life propels everything that dwells within the binds of time to excel, in order to find soils of new truths where it may dwell….