Singing Birds,whispering trees,wind melodies.
A soul made so colorful with every smile bringing forth the higher power’s of kings and intensified feelings buried in deep sculptures where the heart lies and has lived.
A soul nurtured and plucked out its secret place and held to the mirror of my eye, seeing it like a star against the sky.
O my black beautiful soul,I see the heavens glories shine so bright than the sun,set from the galaxy fixt of old and founded strong..