Fleeting Dew

This fleeting world of dew seems now to linger,
how rests the dew upon fragile blades of grass?

Often has the wind changed since love’s passing,
yet still my sleeves are wet with thoughts of music?

Made with the humming of passion and release,
such beauty between giving flesh has never been.

Even now love’s memory scatters to the wind,
each passing somehow more beautiful than the last.

When in haste this world of dew is left upon the grass,
will we meet again upon the petals of the lotus?

*Note: this is a slight variation on the version of this poem shown in the February, 2006 issue of the eZine, Scrawled.

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西安 Xi’an Perspectives

Be sure to check out my area devoted to my time in China. Right now there isn’t a whole lot, but there are some good pics to check out and a little commentary. Hopefully I will be adding more to it soon.

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Cadence of Creation update

I will be updating the Cadence of Creation story as I progress with it. So now there is a permanent page devoted to the story in progress. You can view it here. My hope is to have the story end up being quite lengthy, so it will be quite some time before it is completed. This is the first time I’ve ever attempted writing anything like this, so any constructive criticism you may have is welcomed.

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