Presentation Of Time Past Lost, Developing New Recourse For Unknown Statues.

Leaving Behind the Logical Virtue, In The Depths Of Within Knowledge.

Leary To Touch Or Gaze In Suspected Crazed Moments, Trusting Blindly Pushing Back Pessimistic Views.

In Grey Hues Not Apparent Of The Invasion Of Lies Masked As Over Standing.

The Lie Not Revealed In Subtleties, Words, Phrases, Touching Or Gazes As Those Be Foreign.

Without External Warning the Comradery Beings…

You appeared to me as a vision.

Beautiful, supreme in stature and graceful

Moving in the sensual rhythm that is all your own

Eyes drenched in innocence, heart pure gold

Hidden were the scars of war

Unseen lesions and scratches

1000 yard stares through jaded onyx

Post traumatic stress from unappreciated efforts

Victory tokens displaying high

Then there were words

Sweeter than honey

Soothing like…

I am 6-feet, 3-inches, about 250 pounds, stocky and bald with a gold-loop earring. And yet two female acquaintances told me recently that my appearance should pose a threat to no one. To hear them tell it, my gentle-giant nature, soft voice and subtle approach to addressing conflict undermines, if not belies, my otherwise imposing stature.

I’ve heard similar takes on my disposition, though in the past some assessments have come with more candor:  I’ve been called everything from “too…

source material: http://www.nasrinsafai.com/2011newsletters/october-2011/

October 2011

Dear Friends,

I offer my love and gratitude to Mother Earth, Goddess Gaia and all of you for…

Behind the window of my life
I see beautiful
garden of eternity.

Beauty is a little Lady.

She flies in dance of snowflakes

and lives…

The earth writes letter

to the sky…