Free Verse Poem

Forest Bathing

What sweet desires line the forest paths?

The Radiant Dawn

As you step into my life

The Masks

A poem about the different roles of a woman

Tall and Free You Blossomed

First to Sprout in My Burned Forest

One season early,

The Eternal Now

Why are we so anxious?

Free-style Poetry

Crawling Roots — The Art of Humanity’s Survival

Surviving

Rain drops

Its raining out side

The smell and little drop of shower make me feel like heaven,