The great Tanguera
showered me with the most rare
dew drops filled with love.

Listen while I think of you
that you may sense the love
I yearn for you to receive.

When You think of me
in my dreams
it is You that I soon see.

Because it began to thaw, I realized mine was a hardened heart which still needs much to feel the sun's warmth that it may be free.

At the end of my life, what will have mattered most is not a fleeting fancy. And, although the moment is important - if not everything...it's value comes from what is pursued, felt, realized in each of those moments. And, the stream of each new moment consists of sometimes stilling, sometimes gushing waters that I created and imbued with a force whose sense and bearing bear the marks of the past moments of my life.