When will it be That I will see Everything I’m meant to be Where every turn Is said to lead Where ego can no longer feed The questioning mind Is a formidable foe With the stories it creates The fictional thoughts The emotional strife To which consensus can relate The door is cracked The path... Continue Reading →
Divine timing Its fixed design Not understood And always fine The things that happen We question not Embrace the change No outcome sought The path to purpose Sometimes blurry Will unfold No need to hurry Giving up Is not to quit But to surrender all To love submit.
There is a place that we go Where we house the dark thoughts We hope no one will ever hear It’s the voice of what if Where no light can exist And it is always driven by fear We walk through our days With a voice in our heads And actually think it is ours... Continue Reading →
“Creativity is intelligence having fun.” - Albert Einstien That writing is a choice and can be done with intention. I always thought I writing was a random inspiration for me. When it came, it came and most poems I had ever written were a set of words forcing their way through me and out on... Continue Reading →