You can find my original article published here on elephant journal. My power is not diminished by the tears that cascade tenderly down my gentle face, sweeping over savannas of freckles and the treasure map of scars, to caress my waiting lips with their soothing holy water. The waterfall of my pain does not weaken me, …
This love is smoldering eyes Burning fiercely into mine. Navigating my pale-blue sentries, Half-closed against the world. A smile playing on soft lips Tells me all I need to know, It welcomes the mischief that dances behind my curving lashes. This love understands my curiosity: childlike, innocent, free, Appreciates my reverence for nature’s splendor. It wipes …
She sits alone with pain and listens to her heart song. Its echoes in her soul, subdued these days, unused to being heard over the din of her ordinary life. It speaks of brilliant waterfalls that splash turquoise-hued rainbows over the world and make it new again. It tells of enchanted forests, where life flourishes, …