We all have beautiful stories. Take a dive with me as we explore a little bit of mine. 🙂 What is your story? Share them in the comments box. I look forward to sharing in your stories too.
A writer's ode to the one
Little infant dreams like water on a hilltop flowing seamlessly in whatever direction it pleases like dew, falling in the morning bringing fresh anointing to baby plants like water, quenching the thirst of valiant men in motion like air, moving upon the earth quietly, without restriction little infant dreams like rain water, splashing everywhere … Continue reading Little infant dreams
I saw you in my dreams Your silk robe brushed on my face As you walked by Then you turned around and smiled And time stood still - In my dream you were perfect In my dream you were a princess In my dream you were mine In my dream you were fine - Now, … Continue reading In my dreams
You have been my muse you have made my dreams You have been my joy and pride You have been my ride or die - I wish I could capture a flower and watch it blossom with you I wish I could hold your hand and tell you I love you - But while you're … Continue reading While you’re not here
We followed our hearts when they sang ever so softly into our ears We knew we didn’t belong for our eyes were set on the finer things - Now we have found our happy home our land of bliss Now we can spend our glorious days watching the sun set each day - But why … Continue reading Foreign Land
Whirlwinds propelled me to a height of bliss I was drunk and high on your high with a view that brightened each second and gave me endless goosebumps A view so beautiful my feet danced to the unknown I chased away my ghosts and made a bed of roses we walked into the sunset … Continue reading Here again
With you everything is better
When I speak your name, my heart beats a little faster
Results of my one-week experiment and understanding the power of small steps of progress and its effect on the entire picture of our lives
Looking for a place to stay
Losing you,... slipping out of my very hands
I came across a beautiful Japanese word – KAIZEN it means “continuous improvement” and I thought it fit wonderfully well in the context of our discussion.
Relating this to my earlier thought, why don’t we find the results together.
Loving you is like a summer breeze