Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.

Plato

She basked on the green summer grass
Soaking in warm, sunny rays
While eating a juicy peach

~Stacy M. Lugo

She would collect the morning mist

Pouring the bounty over the warming earth

For summer’s festival

~Stacy M. Lugo

Your life is what your thoughts make it.

Marcus Aurelius

Under the golden cusp of morning her soul reaps faith,
She dreams of hope that her petals will open at the stroke of Love ~

~Suzanne Simonovich

The wind gusted, lifting the bride’s princess raiment, spilling her secrets.

~Jodi Diderrich

Dance is the hidden language of the soul.

~Martha Graham

Spare a thought, say a prayer, show concern for people there ~ the most elite of this country sweet have swiftly been taken away ~ we bow our heads and remember them today ~

~Suzanne Simonovich

She’s thirty-something, or so, and can’t seem to lose those spare pregnancy pounds. But when Jesse looks at her, he still sees her as she was, with velvety pink hair stirring gently in the summer breeze and long, perfect legs swaying seductively to Seal’s Kiss From a Rose.

~Jodi Diderrich

Delay is preferable to error.

Thomas Jefferson