"imagine if you could dance with a tree, floating over the water on a mystic dance floor shared only by you and your tree in alchemy, all amidst a warm morning mist wrapping itself around your legs, up to your belly, as your own impression surrounds you in a dance within your own mirrored reflection, you and your dancing tree...how cool would that be? totally mystifying"

"if but a momenti have with you, one that's spentdancing, i'm content (a haiku by bodhinku)"

"in misty beauty never before seen,sweet sounds of a forest so serene,embracing and peaceful, so fresh and cleanas birds songs are whispering their routine. those reflections gleam in the aquamarine... morning light glowing on your leaves so pristine,so angelic, so ageless and always evergreen, dance with me, my lady, my love, my queen"

"i do not want you to just be into my photography, instead, i'd much rather you take a journey into my pictures, and feel the impression i have created, feel it with all your senses"

"when you are there, be truly present, be into that moment, 100%, and that place, or person, or experience will forever become part of you"

"before you, i stand, and i realize, that i never knew how good life was, before you"

"as a flower, she knew he was no god, because he existed. he just was. and he was always there for her. his being was the heart-shaped light from the way-beyond. and when she saw his glow, felt his warmth, and absorbed his energy into her delicate petals, she now touched magic. and she knew with such a certainty, finally, what love truly was"

"thank you, flower...for showing me how to grow even while being blocked from the sun by the tall redwoods, having to find ways around and through, so my sunshine heart could glow into me, becoming the blossom that is watered and needed, and listened to, and sung to sleep in peaceful, loving arms. thank you for awakening me to my life"

"on this morning, you feel her touch deeply into your soul as the misty fog lightly brushes in whispering silence across the surface of your being, amidst the soothing fragrance of wet pine needles floating all around...she creeps playfully though in wavy reflections, warming your waters with her magic, her dance, the hope for a new awakening"

"when i was a little boy, i needed my speedracer nightlight plugged into its wall outlet next to the bed to keep me calm in the darkness, so i could relax and fall asleep...now as a grown man, i find that i am no different, just my nightlight is now a person"