Just beneath …

just beneath the surface, a seed waits for water, to find its wings and rise, rise toward the warmth of the caring, loving sun; to bear a fruit, a flower, spread its arms and fly, in the flirting spring wind; to savor the first kiss, see the butterfly’s colors, feel the drops of rain; just … Read moreJust beneath …

Inspiration around me …

everywhere around me, there is inspiration to write. drops of November rain, kissing young green leaves, slipping into the red lips of a rose about to blossom; a lone ray of warm sunlight, escaping the black clouds; showing me there is hope, even when gloom shrouds. the cold biting gust of wind, its breath on … Read moreInspiration around me …