I was staring quietly down the runway as the Boeing made a quiet turn and revved up the engine for the final take off. It was one of those extraordinary evenings when the tired rays of the fading sun lit up the distant green, in an everlasting golden hue. As I watched through the aircraft
We saw her watching quietlybeside our cradle blue,comforting my twin and iAmidst our daily harmonic wailsseeking nothing beyondfew precious secondsof undivided playful attentionBut then without a wordthe glean of her soft black eyessmiled,at her little Red Devils equally,amidst their languid lyrical squealsof playful delightWhen suddenly,in a flashIt seemed as if ,A million rays of sparkling
The sea is calm tonight The tide is full , the moon lies fair Its the night of my dreams …. As I lose myself to a calling within I hear a celestial voice so pure far from the shifting dunes of our daily lives…. Singing perhaps, a soft lilting lullaby whispering by the shore,
