The silent wisps of splendor
Course through the midnight sky
With thunder my spirit rises
On wind my soul does fly
Tears of Heaven fall on me
Soaking me to the bone
The ever changing earth and sky
Reminds me I'm not alone
You have landed on the shores of an eternal dance.
It is one of youth and of age.
It is a dance of fear and of faith. It is the spiritual struggle within the carnal mind.
It sways with the emotions of a woman's expression.
It leaps with the truths hidden in the recesses of the heart never spoken.
It spins and teeters on the brink of existence.
It will wash you up on the shores and send you crashing into yourself.
The writings here span 39 years of my life. With that in mind, please understand that there are things that may offend some readers. Read what you like, leave alone that which you find to be against your preferences. You have that ability.
For me, everything here is representative of my journey. I can not omit them, delete them or in anyway edit them. It is all part of my testimonial to who I am now, who I was then and who I hope to be in the future.
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Be Well Be Blessed Be YOU
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