What Crosses My Mind

  • Whispers

    Listen to the gentle breeze of morning while waking in soft delicious sunlight we all begin again, dawn is laughing. Playful in mind, hopeful ideals might recognize our world is in our own hands. That initial moment, our eyes sand heavy gather in the mist, surveying new demands. While we may choose new hope; His gift’s…

  • The Effort

    Sunlight streams through an open window That’s energy. The moment I can imagine so many events, ideas, outcomes Yet My eyes only watch The mind is racing so many miles Physically stuck ~ What is the mystique around desire That passion to move forward Or beyond, letting the challenge Navigate our delights How is it…