To be truly honored is to feel the weight of respect and appreciation not as a burden…
You linger like a storm cloud, darkening my skies, a relentless shadow, that I cannot shake.
“In the attic of memory, I rummage through boxes labeled with…
In strands unyielding, I’d been bound,A tangled mess, my thoughts entwined.Knots of confusion, tight and…
“In the quiet of acceptance, time loses its grip on hurried souls, and we find ourselves…
I write on the topic of “I Dreamt” because dreams offer a gateway to a realm where imagination and…
In the stillness of dawn, where the first light whispers secrets to the waking world,Peace is the breath…