Like a mountain standing tall in his majesty
I found a dervish voice of me;
You must make room for miracles. The new birth, the long awaited Joy comes quietly. Naturally. Conceived in Love…
I should have five minds, to read my towering stack of books and report back with a synopsis.
HUNGER
How many cookies will it take to push these feelings down into my gut where I won’t have to feel them? What quantity of food must I consumeto swallow all my anger? My hunger searches for relief.
She appears pretty and others adore what they know about her.
When I was a little girl, fear frightened me. He took away my heart. I couldn’t stop him. Living without a heart…
If the heart has grown hardnothing new can be planted.
Together
Caught between the mind and the heart
Walking on a thin wire