Poets, women and men all, follow the call.

The call of the heart and soul to be devoured by that which seeks our laughter and tears. This gnawing at our humanity feeds our will to understand the weak, those in love, and the passion that is everyday life on earth. Our words flow like rivers to the oceans of mankind, seeking that which eludes our actions, the mundane facts of life. We as poets, strive for the

imagination and emotions, which have endured the sands of time, while lasting over the chaotic ages of the centuries.

The Sands Of Our Journey

Footprints in the Sand