There was an island, somewhere in the sea, He sailed for miles away from any land, Alone and guided by the stars he’d see To distant shores on narrow strands of sand. On setting foot, he looked at far-off peaks, Arising past a thousand ancient …
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The Hudson stretches on to distant sky, Desires run fast to follow endless earth; He stands alone without a reason why, To seek the sunlit path for life’s rebirth. With roots grown cold, this traveler in New York, In currents blocked with all he would …
Read MoreSpringtime in Central Park
In Central Park the cherries start to bloom This sun-drenched day when birds have left their notes For us, intruders in their sanctuary moats, Unseen but heard where shaded branches loom. I walk a path that’s filled with cut-wood chips, Fine grass and leaves enveloping …
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