Tag: Poetry

didn’t think to escape the pattern of my life, to step sideways from this game. It took someone to say I could, though I knew that instant that I should – so I headed out to amble about, to find myself here in this lane. ~ Now I’ve imagined a land so vast that lies…

You matter. Your feelings matter. They can not be measured with a tape. Your voice matters, and it is beautiful. Your soul matters. You can never know its silent shape. ~ We matter. We are lonely rocks in a never ending sea. Our hearts are lost, are found, are free, are full, we are trees…