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The World is a Sphere
The world is a sphere. No edges, no corners, no endings. Remember this in your endeavors And enjoy the travels and weigh stations as best you can, Because final destinations are a myth. No matter where you find yourself It’s … Continue reading
We Touched
It shone through our every cell like tropical sunlight through a house of glass. I know you felt it too. Shimmering warm and casting rainbows on the walls and floors. My heart laughed in a tone I had never heard … Continue reading
In Your Absence
How is it that I feel your breath dancing in my own chest? No touch or taste now, Just pastel shadows of past ecstasy, or is it yet to come? Washes of color dance through my soul playing a teasing … Continue reading
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Something Happened Along the Way….
Words are beautiful tools. When we take care in using them, they do their best to carry our thoughts, desires and dreams carefully intact from our minds and hearts and give them shapes that others can see. They get help … Continue reading
Looking into Water
I love to observe everything and turn it over and over to look at it from different angles, playing with it, taking sides and then reversing my argument back on itself to see if that will shed even more light … Continue reading
The Weight of Armor
There are times in life when I can’t help it. The armor goes on. It’s an ongoing process in my life, pealing away the armor even as it grows up around me. Everyone has it; the calloused skins that prevent … Continue reading
Lullaby
Enveloping my soul into your chest, Your shoulder the perfect cradle for my tired head, Filled with too many thoughts and held high for so long, Now allowed to turn off it’s litany at last And listen to the soft … Continue reading
Seen
It was cooler inside of the van, even with the side double doors open to the Arizona heat. At least, she thought it was Arizona. Did it matter? Her mom had found a shady spot under the trees at the … Continue reading
The Sterling Line 