Poetry is in the atmosphere like electricity. At times, it acts as a lightning bolt. It illumines momentarily and then disappears. Its wisdom, beauty, and warmth long for form.

It weaves a blanket of words in and out among threads of ideas forming a pattern, providing comfort and warmth to wrap around the heart.

Join this poetic journey as we move back and forth through the realms of existence. View the world from a different mountaintop.