• Wishful Knowledge

    Those times told before when once it happens comes the sigh. It’s that wish of only ‘getting it’ knowing we all had it. Only now a reminder gave us ‘silent scolding’ telling our own selves we ought know. The end result manifest in our own hearts when asked again and in a long-awaited, again. In…

  • A Gentle Breeze

    I woke to their singing like lounging by the river a fresh morning dew preparing us a sky as blue. ~ This isn’t just remembering more holding truth to who we are when a cloudy mind reflect upon a gentle swaying we select. ~ Last night heard words ringing soft reminders why we are now…