A Night on the Moon

I Am Looking for the Questions ...To All the Answers I Have

Life and self worth is a blessing that cannot be bought at any price. To see through those eyes is to see eternal youth, to grow wise with grace, and to still die young at any age. Watching a colored leaf fall from a tree... Seeing its dance upon the wind... Hearing the lyrics of a song unsung... Humming the melody yet written... Writing words that bring teardrops... And humbled by the grace of it all... Some would say he's a visionary; seeing truth beyond the lies, twisting a simple word into emotion. Question everything He heard so often as a child. Looking through the stained glass in his minds eye, somewhere within his fantasy a simple child became a poet. He is a story teller. In his words, you will find a simple truth. Hanging on a single word as a lifeline; letting go to find another. In his world, you feel the little things and the miracles they bring. Through his eyes, the fairies have been seen, painting sunsets and rainbows.