Dear Poet,
Write Your words
Upon my heart
Like canvass
Noun and verb
This sacred art
My hands, I think
Could be Your ink
Dear Painter,
Paint my mind
One solid hue
Like poems
Each brush stroke
A hint of You
My pride must hush
To be Your brush
And Your poetry
Is Your grace in me...
My death, Your potpourri
who we are:
- andy rhea and his thoughts
- The music of andy rhea and his band is a music of question asking and idea sharing. This music is for the searchers and the finders, the askers and the knowers. And for all who don’t fit into any of those categories, it’s good to bob your head to as well.