That I am healthy and alive and that’s the important thingthat I am safe in my home and so are…
They ask meHow I can agreeTo give my handTo take your nameEmbrace your worldLeaving mine in fragments to the windWhen…
The sun peeks throughfrom behind cottons ofdark clouds, straining hardto reach inviting faces,as eyes bow down to warm rays of sunlight. Flowers…
Mysterious are the ways of this myriad coloured world Strange are the lives we choose and the destiny we share…
Shouldn’t we pass it on Like a box of colorful playdough Soft and yielding Making, unmaking Easy on their little hands…