Summer’s anvil strikes ardent desire where once churned raw emotion.

Lay the course gently now, waiting to unfold deeper swells of unending love.

Huge waves of tangled passion fling themselves upon the beaches in winter’s fury, but return gently freed.

A long slow note sings whilst there are rivers whose waters dance in sun’s first light – a passionate whistling.

Storms filter immense pools of every sort that unfold when all is quiet.

Fiery touchstones melt the night of sorrows with tears of passionate longing and glowing inspiration that never ceases.

Kept treasures shine with heavenly light within.