OlamideTending the heart’s gardenA soft downpour of comprehension calmed my spirit as I closed the digital pages of Francine Rivers’ “Leota’s Garden”. I had a rough start…Jul 29Jul 29
OlamideEarly morning inspirationIt was a cold morning, and I woke up early. I peeked out my window and saw a silhouette of a jogger crossing the street. I observed her…Jul 19Jul 19
OlamideTorn Hearts: the illusion of closureRain lashed against the window, echoing the storm raging inside me. I’ve finally found the courage I need to write about it…Jun 24Jun 24
OlamideTo dreams and re-kindled passionsHere in this space and time I’m dreaming Staring out my windowpane, Watching the rhythmic pitterpatter as the rain drops down. The smell…Jun 17Jun 17
OlamideThe pen that breathes lifeThey said write every day and so I did Sitting under the moonlight hoping that maybe the sparks would spark a flame in my dimly lit eyesJun 14Jun 14