WondermentSome days, I find myself counting the s e c o n d s and the thump thump thump of my heart and pondering quietly what I could have should have would have said were I better braver stronger and a lot l e s s like me but all I can manage now is . . . . . . . I'
Half-LightSometimes in the twilight hoursalone in the half-lightI feel something... wonderful beautiful ...and for a few moments I for getI forget everything and I smileat the distancebetween my pastandmy future
Drift Sometimes when I drift I end up some place safe some place warm some place beautiful and then I cry because it's then that moment
Almost (beautiful)I am not perfect not like this sunrise and I shall not live half as long as the sun nor shall I ever sing as softly as does the wind through my hair but I still believe that I can be beautiful In knowing this I am content and so I allow
Throes I roll and turn ache and burn I yearn to be complete replete
UnawareSerenely she spinsunaware ofthe horrorwithinus
Stepping Stones - ScrapSlow steps mark my path this w i n d i n g p r o c