poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
There are Stars and I am one of Them,I am sitting In the laps of Lotus flowers in the Ether,From above I watch my Inner ChildI tend to Her, It’s been the longest ride, a lifetime of hurry,Now, I rest, reflect and reset,Bodywork; has released years of fear,I weep, as if a Baby, every single […]