As caterpillar to butterfly I feel a change coming. I surmise to bask in victory as the Indian lotus springs to life. Blowing in the wind, carrying excitement surfing on the sea change of optimism like the woman at the well i feel it’s dynamite. I smell it in the petrichor dabbing myself dry afterContinue reading “I feel a change”
Category Archives: Introspective
Three wishes
I wish to create like William Blake. I wish to put all my trust in fate. I wish to believe the glowing light, which once in a while I see, should be an angel from the creator, to fiercely watch over me.
A shout of creation
Pen, paper, rocking chair and a match, It’s time to create inspiration to catch. Like a river it’s flowing what’s deep within bursts out, Like a thief for his life, from the gallows, I shout.
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