We begin our journey with no compass to guide following our sun and moon hoping their direction is right from our first tentative steps taken as we were shown to our first leap out into the wide world alone our journey influenced by others we meet along the way whether it be years, months, or
Dear Clear Blue Skies, You are the epitome of all we wish our lives to be, perfect days of perfect sunshine, with no clouds to mar the day. But what would it be like if the ever changing sky became never changing. Every morning, noon and evening yet another clear blue sky? There would be
The Space Between In the space between a heartbeat and a breath in the time, midway between a sigh and the teardrop’s fall In the empty space between the fissures of life, stands, I. The essence of my inner being in this moment of nonexistent time disrobes myself of the fabric of this worldly flesh
A Quiet Heart 