with my bare feet
deep into my soul.
I find peace in the humming of a stream. I find peace in the whisper of the trees. I find peace in the laughter of a toddler. I find peace in those little moments full of love.Read More
What is poetry, you ask? Poetry is a spell that stops time and opens magical portals to other dimensions, enchanting reality. A gate to our Inner Worlds, it connects our souls to the souls of Mother Earth, the Cosmos, the Moon and The Mystery of Life. It is a delight, so it delights. What is…Read More
in my womb.
when she is not.
With a baby in the crook of my arm, I am in this moment of stillness. Tucked in with a blanket of love, I am in this moment of stillness. Immersed into the essence of life, I am in this moment of stillness. I take a breath and let go all the musts and dos,…Read More
Dancing Cloud, Dancing Cloud
can’t hear the drumming of her heart
clear and loud, clear and loud.
Lost within, far away from her tribe,
she has forgotten her primal truth.
Dancing Cloud’s soul – has been bribed
throughout her wild and stormy youth.
so does creativity and time.
Like the waves of an ocean,
the moments roll on, roll on.
She – the mystery of
the consciousness depths –
among the whispers
of her hips.
Out of the depths
of her soul,
with her belly full
with her womb full
of Creative Force