has left within them.
Wondering when their times will come – how soon – how
will it happen – all thoughts pushed to the rear of
their minds as they try to forget about these questions
of reality.
Human beings are so frail when life has shattered their confidence and self-worth, sitting around, stripped of
their existence, yet, hope is derived from their soul’s spirits as they hold closely to the lives they have left
with family and friends.
Taking steps preferred my way, as I freely walk into deserts of my own.
Taking me among realms of yesterday’s subconsciousness, giving me an anecdote for the loneliness, emptiness, and abandonment I’ve felt through the years, filling me with all the things that have taken away my joy.
Thankful to all the firefighters for their tirelessdevotion to doing good for others.A heartfelt appreciation and thank you goes out ofthis poem to all firefighters and bikers in unison.
beautiful tresses, as they soaracross borders of our desert.
Joy settling in my mind, spreading itself thin so as not to let the sadness get too heavy.Thinking of all the years I’ve lived, appreciating the good times while trying to forget the bad.
with our children.Taking steps at a snail’s pace, with care, our interiorselves are built soulfully on journeys of peace and contentment.Listening to God, praying for guidance, we become whatwe must on shores of fate.Finding concepts in multi-directional aspects, bringsour attention to solutions needed in wider contexts.Becoming fresher through images we consider our lifeas an adventure…
