Sometimes The Gift Of An Inquisitive Nature

The Advice I Continually Give To Young Writers Is This, "learn To Paint Pictures With Words." Not Just Once Upon A Time, But ... In The Long Secret Dust Of Ages, Beneath A Blue Forgotten Sky, Where Trade Winds Caress The Sun Bleached Shores Of Unknown Realms ... See, As Much As There Are Words In Poetry, There Is A Poetry In Words. Use It, Stay Faithful To The Path You Have Set Your Heart Upon And Follow It.

Don't Be Ashamed To Weep; 'tis Right To Grieve. Tears Are Only Water, And Flowers, Trees, And Fruit Cannot Grow Without Water. But There Must Be Sunlight Also. A Wounded Heart Will Heal In Time, And When It Does, The Memory And Love Of Our Lost Ones Is Sealed Inside To Comfort Us.

Who Knows, My Friend? Maybe The Sword Does Have Some Magic. Personally, I Think It's The Warrior Who Wields It.

You Will Find Joy, Frustration And Sorrow In Your Quest. Never Forget That Friendship And Loyalty Are More Precious Than Riches...happiness Can Be Brief, But It Knows No Time In The Land Of Dreams.

Sala-manda-stron, Look Out Here We Come, A Thief A Warrior And A Mole. Though The Quest May Take Its Toll, We'll March Until We Reach Our Goal.