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Winds of love …

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The air unfurls, warm and untamed, slipping through my fingers like a secret whispered by the wind. If these words resonate within you, igniting a sensation akin to the moon resting upon your neck, I humbly apologize, for they were already entwined in love long before they spilled from my lips. Each syllable, a tender echo of emotions that have danced within me, yearning to find their way into the world. They were born from the depths of my being, carrying the weight of love and longing, and now they seek to find solace in the hearts of those who … Continue reading Winds of love …

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Some days are so hard …

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And on some days, I break. The weight of the world bears down upon me, and I falter under the burden of my own existence. The cracks in my spirit widen, and I feel the pieces of my resolve crumbling beneath the relentless pressure. But on some days, I try again. I gather the fragments of my shattered spirit, and with trembling hands, I piece them back together. I summon the strength to rise from the ashes of my despair, to defy the darkness that threatens to consume me. And on those days, I find the courage to face the … Continue reading Some days are so hard …

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There are things we come back to …

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There are threads that pull us back, anchors that tether our souls to the moments that resonate with the deepest parts of our being. There are people who etch themselves into the very fabric of our existence, weaving themselves into the tapestry of our hearts, leaving an indelible mark that time cannot erase. There are places that beckon us, whispering secrets of nostalgia and familiarity, where the air hums with the melody of memories and the sighs of belonging. These are the places that sing and sigh, where every corner holds a story and every cobblestone whispers of bygone days. … Continue reading There are things we come back to …

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You leave a little piece of yourself behind with every good-bye

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With every farewell, a piece of our soul lingers in the air, a whisper of our essence that remains long after we have departed. It is the imprint of our presence, the echo of our laughter, the warmth of our embrace that lingers in the hearts of those we leave behind. Like a trail of stardust in the night sky, we scatter fragments of our being with each parting. Our words, our gestures, our shared moments become the tapestry of memories that we weave into the lives of others. And though we may physically move on, a part of us … Continue reading You leave a little piece of yourself behind with every good-bye

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In the near future …

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In the theater of time, where every action is a scene, and every word a line, we are the actors in the grand play of life. If we knew that our every move, our every choice, would be dissected and examined by the future versions of ourselves and those around us, how would we conduct ourselves in the present moment? Would we speak with kindness, and act with patience? Would we extend a hand of love to the next person we encounter, knowing that our actions ripple through time and space, leaving an indelible mark on the world? For in … Continue reading In the near future …

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An anchor

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n the depths of uncertainty and the chaos of life, there is something that keeps us grounded, something that pulls us forward even when we are tempted to look back. It is the anchor that holds us steady in the stormy seas of doubt and fear. It is the flicker of hope that burns bright in our hearts, guiding us through the darkest of days. It is the promise of a better tomorrow, a future filled with endless possibilities and new beginnings. Even when the world seems to be crumbling around us, we cling to this something, this beacon of … Continue reading An anchor

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It is the time, time …

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Knocking on the front door, it is the time, the air heavy with unspoken words. I take a sip, hoping for courage, but my voice falters into awkward silence. Time laughs, taunting me with memories of tears shed, knowing the passage of moments while I remain lost in its currents. On a blue summer day, the wind whispers through my soul, rustling the leaves of my heart. It’s time, a time to recall a love lost, and time chuckles, claiming we are alike, if only I’d realized, for I do not know how to hold on, and neither does it. … Continue reading It is the time, time …

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Forgive me

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Forgive me, for I failed to heed your gentle call, In the silence, I feared abandonment’s cruel thrall. I longed for thunderous proclamations, a resounding decree, a clear bell tolling, a call that would set me free. In my anguish, I raged and wept, lost in the void, the deafening silence, my senses left destroyed. Why did you not make your presence known to me? I strained to hear, yet your whisper eluded my plea. In my arrogance, I overlooked your subtle grace, blinded by my yearning for a louder, bolder embrace. But the silence was not void, not a … Continue reading Forgive me

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Do you believe in the impossible?

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Do you believe in the impossible? Do you believe in the impossible? A child raised in a violent home, turning out to be the most loving creature of all. Do you believe in the impossible? Learning to write at age 55 only to write your memoirs before illness takes you away? Do you believe modern individuals of an anesthetized society? Can you possibly see further than you can reach in order to grab, grab something from me? Do you believe this world is not out to get you? I was kicking boys, and making girls cry once. Now every time … Continue reading Do you believe in the impossible?

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I do not know …

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I don’t know much about a lot of things. I don’t understand how governments can betray their own people, how innocent children fall victim to the cruel sting of bullets, how the earth trembles beneath the weight of our actions, and yet we refuse to accept responsibility for the damage we have wrought. I don’t know when it became taboo to share our deepest sorrows and questions, to seek solace in our collective vulnerability. I don’t know. But amidst the chaos and despair, I do know that there is a sacred pulse, a divine rhythm that resonates in the heart … Continue reading I do not know …