Los Angel

Gently my steps turn into winged stride, eyes fixed on the flight yet to come. Some say life waits for no man so is it not wise to run like the wind. I say why run when you can fly. The wind is all around you. Each moment opens the arms of a limitless embrace. Spread your wings Los Angel. The sky awaits.

The Dawn at Sunset (Prelude to the Infinite)

As the sun bows down to the moon, his shadow quietly dances with her light. Together they make love in the twilight, creating life at the dawn of a new day, a new night and all that might... be...