A Letter to…. Dear You;
I needed you to stand up for me. To stand up for our uniqueness. For the unbounded love. For the good in me, and the good in you. I needed you to stand strong, ready to block with a mouth that…
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News I don’t want to hear
My father’s tumors have doubled in size. Chimo again. He’s loosing hope, I can see it. He’s aging and weakening. I, too, am feeling drained… Hope is escaping through my fingers. Yours Truly, Sand grains.
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My Blessing
My baby is already one month young. A blessing. I call him eagle eyes, for they are deep and focused. He pierces right through me, into my heart. His soul is grand. I feel it. I feel his wonder of…
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The Fear of Looking…Back.
She was scared to look. It was right in front of her… But she didn’t dare. Her eyes wondered away from the fear. And when I asked her, “what are you afraid of,” she said she was scared of feeling…
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A Midnight Vision.
They both aged. His wrinkles creased when he smiled. And so did hers, though perhaps a bit softer, gentler… He sat still, motionless right across from her. She came closer. They said nothing. She looked into his eyes, took his…
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My Son. My Sun.
“My Son, My Sun” I love watching him. In the sun. The warmth on my skin; on his skin. Penetrating rays Wake him. And he begins to move, And twist, and form my belly into disproportional shapes. I love watching him,…
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First Time.
Since opening this site in May of 2013, I wrote and shared hundred of beams reflecting my soul. This April is the first month I wrote nothing. I shared nothing. I had nothing to say… to no one… not even myself. Life…
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