These writings portray my most precious and intimate talks with God. It was just before mother passed when she reached out to me in an attempt to help her regain that closeness with God that she knew so well before she became ill. I wrote mother the poem entitled 'Teach Me How To Love You'. That was the first time mother ever realized my gift and as she read this poem, she wept with tears of joy and thankfulness and made me promise her that I would write more and have them published. Knowing the end was near for Mom, I sat by her hospital bedside as she slept and I wrote 'Le Femini Sacre' which means Sacred Mother. She was not in her right mind as cancer had taken over, but I read it to her and told her I loved her as I held her hand in mine. Mother passed shortly afterward. I only pray that the words of my poetry reach out and touch the lives of you the reader and inspire you to know the beauty and holiness and completeness of receiving the Lord as your personal Savior. There is nothing more fulfilling than to spend time with your Creator in intimate worship. For "Secret, Sacred, and Intimate worship is God's favorite fragrance. It is as precious and priceless as the hidden orchid that the Everglades seclude."