Why would I close my eyes when I pray? Because I have stood on the shores of your mighty oceans and heard its roar with majesty and its strength enfolds me in confidence that you are endless…boundless Encompassing all you …

The Gift of Creativity is for the World!
Why would I close my eyes when I pray? Because I have stood on the shores of your mighty oceans and heard its roar with majesty and its strength enfolds me in confidence that you are endless…boundless Encompassing all you …
The Strength of this woman is knowing… When to not say anything You told me I was special No woman had ever treated you with such love, and respect. I scratched your head…while mine itched You told me I was …
Dedicated to the Oldest Oak Tree in Ireland situation on the land of Charleville Forest Castle. Where I met my muse… Quiet Wisdom… Keeper of Knowledge. Spoken on the wind…Caught in your seeds. Nurturing mysteries of life… Rooted in …
“Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God” Introduction Grandfather told the story of a land at the end of the earth on the far side of the Beaufort Sea. It was an immense abyss …
Her limbs were like a warm stone… Washed by the sunlight, but unyielding, cold. Unseeing eyes…closed with tears. Body hungry to be touched by living flesh. Embers of hope smoldered in her belly. Longing to be stroked into flames. Thighs …