“We each are on our paths, Living, and loving, and loving life, Yet when your fingers lock with mine, Our hearts meet, our worlds marry, And when from embrace, we part, And wave goodbye, too weak to speak it, And drag our feet…”
“The road gets rough, good friend; It gets cold when you’re alone. In the darkness, into pit and pit, As you fall, as you break, Fear nothing. Remember…”
“As kids, At a phase as tender, as fragile, In a sprouting youngling’s life, We had little; Sometimes, we had Nothing but love and joy In our hearts—it was plenty. We had peace Of mind and were kind, And were…”
“What deep down, the heart knows, The heart holds, the heart conceals— The real, the truth; plain, bare, O’, how the heart can feel, Yet brimmed with emotions, Emotions that break bounds Of perseverance…”
“Of the silent demands life makes, is to keep going. It matters not where you are; who you are is as so, Pointless. But look, within you is strength to embrace, Power to become…”
“Last December, I did not think of this December As it is. It now troubles me, the unpredictability Of life—it has always been a fact of our being; We are evolving creatures in an evolving world…”
“At the crack of dawn, I rose, With parts of me, Within, Breaking down, Breaking apart, From a being; A heart, a mind— A duo, once one, Now, A million pieces apart; A million worlds apart…”
“I rose with the sun; I rose with gratitude, With bliss, and eagerness For life, for a chance To be, to make A difference, To feel, and exist In every breath…”
“The heart wriggles—it feels, it feels plenty. In love, it staggers, it drowns, it loses Touch with reality; moments become eternity…”
“The stars, aligned, three as the lucky number, Mary offered her tears to the dearly departed— Dears yet etched to the heart, the soul; Dears, now high beyond the clouds…”
