Rocky Mountain Peace of Mind. Parallel lines, swim lanes. Blasting through the summer heat. For six young girls isolated. From small town city life. Our Shangri-La, our Shambala. Zenith of That Crazy Sun.

It is not wise to poke our nose into affairs that are not our concern.

I ruminate about you constantly. I wonder where this is going. You have arrested my heart. I am tied to you. You are in my heart so deep. They have intertwined into one beat. Every breath, every touch, every kiss. Have been absorbed into me. Your rhythm is mixed with mine. I hear your voice with the sunrise. I see your face in the moonlight.

World just falls to chaos. And when we sign our name. When we sign our name. And when we take a chance. When we take a chance. And with this promise made.

Color me in Cyanide and Cherry. Right past the marble lion heads. That scream out rancid waters,. Where the homeless sleep and the forsaken survive,. He heard the mandolin woman wail,. Saw an abandoned golden Labrador retriever. In that seraglio of dirt,. Cab drivers rushing like rats. Towards the luminous cheese of the sky. 8220;what is this sound? And died.

Beauty is subversive in the distemper of these times. Now entertain conjecture of a time. When creeping murmur and poring dark. Fills the wide vessel of the universe. 8212;Shakespeare, Henry V. This entry was posted in Photos. Living Water of Hope and Faith. Iargo Springs, Huron National Forest, Michigan. This entry was posted in Uncategorized.