INSPIRATION

There is only one question as I wake before the rising sun What is mine to do today? I ask in silence then let the words float from my...

These aren't just any green slippers They are slippers fit for an Oak Queen Covering her sturdy, grounded, chestnut brown feet Threads...

Sometimes from sorrow, for no reason I let myself sink and settle, as a heavy anchor, to meet it fully. What does sorrow feel like? Where...

Sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness. In a world running at a frenetic pace, where ideas of good, bad, right and...