Poetry Friday
The Sun Grows In Your Smile When you smile, the air grows warm and soft, the earth is watered with gentle mists, seeds sprout and spread leaves above the dark, damp soil, earthworms… Continue reading
The Sun Grows In Your Smile When you smile, the air grows warm and soft, the earth is watered with gentle mists, seeds sprout and spread leaves above the dark, damp soil, earthworms… Continue reading
I know why the caged bird sings The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays… Continue reading
More than Mundane If the mundane is –all there is– then I cannot ask the big questions. The one about meaning or What are we here for? or Where do I go when I die?… Continue reading
26 posts. 26 days. 26 letters of the alphabet, one blog post beginning with each letter. Z is for Zest I made it all the way to Z! I’m proud of myself because… Continue reading