Welcome to My New Life Blog
The Language of Arrival: Poems for the One Who Feels Like Home
1. Morning Devotion I wake and your name is already there,a quiet hum beneath my ribs.I inventory your possible joys,your possible sorrows—each one a prayer I wear like skin. What does the light look likethrough your window today?Does it catch the gold in your eyesor pool at your feet, patient as a promise? 2. The…
Crossroads of the Heart
Forces that push and pull. Two polar opposites. My heart has seemed to fallen into the trenches. In dead man’s land. Unable to leave, stuck between feeling two ways. I am noticed. Not as just another person but as an individual. A person that sees through all my faces and masks. A person that does…
Follow My Blog
Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.
life2022 