Silent words echoWithin the heartsHidden chambersUntold storiesYearningTo seekTheir wings.Fly,My dear onesDanceWith the starsReturning homeTo my onceQuiet Heart
Tag: Writing
Lay my weary headupon a soft bed of earthwhere I can feelthe heartbeat of life against mineto breathe the melodycarried upon the lips of the windand immerse myselfin the harmonious placewhere we become one Let me go hometo where the pristine waters flowproviding strength and sustenancefor my weakened soulwhere I can close my eyes,embraced by
Today Today I stand before the world With my heart and soul bare No longer will I hide Due to timidity and fear I have reached within myself To find the courage and the strength To reach past the vulnerabilities That have kept me locked within my solitary cage I stand before you now Naked
Red, orange, and gold Fall From the sky Carried by the breeze They dance On by Singing Their bold colors As they touch The sun’s light Then kissing the Earth As they whisper Good night
To truly write, you must agree to write all the things that you would never dare to write. I must admit that even here I hide. I have spent my adult life dancing between wanting to share my heart with the world and desperately needing to hide the most vulnerable, soft, hidden parts of my
She was fascinated with words. To her, words were things of beauty, each like a magical powder or potion that could be combined with other words to create powerful spells. ~ Dean Koontz I have been a lover of words ever since I can remember. In truth, I cannot recall a time when words
A Quiet Heart 