On these fall mornings, when I am out walking very early, I feel like I'm keeping the morning’s secret. The only sounds are the birds and the acorns falling through the tree leaves and the occasional fuzzy sound of a...
I can feel my body wake up from a slumber – One I didn’t know I was in Sleeping secretly When that drum beat breaks, breaking me open, but how I like or maybe putting me back together, depending Or...
Sometimes I ponder the power of words. These little black and white jumbled collections of letters strung together hold the amazing ability to change things exponentially. It's remarkable when you think about it. Words damage, words devastate, words destroy. Switch them around...
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