There is a special place between What is known and what is seen It can carry dreams of flight Or be the difference between day and night. Waiting for a job, a house a wife Or slipping into the end of life The Space Between calls us all As we…
Life can be so hard, one step taken at a time Hoping that it is the answer one will find Illusion, delusion, recluse and divide The biggest problem is ones’ pride.
The roses outside my window spoke today, Asking me, if I have grown? They survived through all of the storms, They did all the work on their own. The wind whispered, as I stood nearby, Asking me, if I have danced? She tickled my hair, tossed it here and there,…
Today, The world mourns the death of Prince Philip. The partner, companion to Queen Elizabeth for seven decades. I see tributes across all news platforms, for he was a great man who lived a full life. I assume with all the material comforts that one could ask for. I honor…
I started writing this 3 years ago, inspired after watching the leaves dance in the breeze. Wondering if they too, have trouble letting go of the familiar and venturing into the unknown. The main reason that I waited so long to finish this, was I thought I needed an illustrator,…