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In the quietest hours of the night unbidden, she opens her eyes half awake, half asleep one foot still within the world of dreams she hears the echoes on these four walls; here and now, life calls. She untangles herself from the sheets, half dressed and with barefoot...
Untold Strength

Untold Strength

I am sensitive I am emotional I feel deeply And I love With endless depths But … I am not fragile I will not break I am not weak It is that Which makes me soft And the deep well Of Love within me That give me Untold...
A Poem

A Poem

I want to live as though each moment of my life is a poem softly slowly melodically spilling from my...
The Cup

The Cup

The cup Of my solitude has been emptied Spilled out upon the world Bit by bit. Lovingly, With reverence I pour From the quiet of my heart To renew the well Once...