Tell me a storyfrom a thousand years you’ve feltquiet granite stone.
It’s happening again. I can feel the heat rising from my toes.Here it goes. I need to strip…
Too short if overToo long if still going onLife is a bubble
life shall ebb and flowlove will swallow all darknessif you be your light
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough. — Emily Dickinson