Silence Loves Me - A Word by Moe

"If you stop, close your eyes & listen...you might be able to hear the words as well..." ;-)

Silence loves me. She loves me in the tender sigh everytime she reads something I wrote. Even now, reading this, she smiles a rosey blush...knowing I speak of her. 

She loves me in the memory she has of me holding her in the twilight of a daydream...as she walks by a beautifully misplaced garden. She loves me when she says nothing...thinking I might find her odd for reaching out. Silence loves me and we never met...or have we?

For me...her love is enough. Maybe I'll find her neath my moon...when stars are clear enough to see as well as we can hear. With nothing. For nothing...but silence.

When all else awakens to speak instead...

~Moses Apollo

Gracious - A Word by Moe

"As an artificial light gleams off my computer screen, there is 

a candle doing it's very best to remain relevant."

It burns hotter as it dances to Satie gently playing in the background. Peripherally grabbing my attention. Asking that I should hold it close to my heart. As it's shadow sways behind, my gaze is set on holding onto it's gift to me for the night.

In a beautiful whisper I am reminded that no matter where I go or what I do, it must always burn true. Fueling all hunger & desire. Reminding me to appreciate the sight of heaven within both the art of God and man. For in this I find an artistic design to my humanity. The beauty of frailty lost in power. Touch, taste, pain & pleasure...ready, willing & able to be expressed in divine release across light years of existence. Candles burn so time & space can hold no place as deep ever so gently...calls unto deep.

Passion...gracious is the gift...

~Moses Apollo