We have done great things, with our hands, with our fire, with our wings. Through the storm we have sung, through the cold we have burned, and the silence we have turned into hymns. The mountains bowed to our will, the oceans carried our dreams, and the stars lit our path....

Happy Union - symphonic poem.

The Wedding March....

The Marrying Overture....

Where did the innocence go?

Was it lost in the ebb and flow?

The laughter fades, the shadows grow,

Oh, where did the innocence go?

He strides in time with a syncopated plan,

A tilt of his hat, oh, the Jazzy Jazzy Man.

The streets hum his tune, the lamps sway in delight,

Every note he breathes ignites the velvet night....

Sunday evening, here I come — Through the quiet, through the glow. Carrying the week like a worn‑out coat, Letting the small things go. Sunday evening, here I come — With the night’s first star in view, And the promise of a gentler dawn Waiting somewhere new....

Tomorrow sunshine — You will find me where the shadows end. Tomorrow sunshine — You will warm the places I can’t mend. Through the frost, through the rain, Through the weight of all I’ve known, Tomorrow sunshine — You will guide me home....

Farewell, blossoms of summer — Your colors fade into memory’s light. I will keep your fragrance in my heart, Through the long and patient night. Farewell, blossoms of summer — You have taught me how to let go, How to love the beauty in passing, And the seeds we may never sow....

This is a love song to you — Carved in the hush between heartbeats. It carries the scent of rain on stone, And the warmth of a fire in winter. This is a love song to you — Not bound by the weight of time, But drifting like light through an open door, Finding you, again and again....