Waltzing through this life, our steps take us nearly everywhere. Traces linger, and impressions we make, may still be there. Time passes, a billion thoughts separate now from actions past. Do we take accountability for the traces left as time flew fast? Have we reaped yet what it was we sowed in our ignorant ways? Have we addressed the ones who still hang on those yesterdays? Continue Reading...
Mean What You Say II
Like each drop of water running through my favorite stream, your words to me matter I find they are tossed conveniently away though, often, my heart in balance, left to shatter Day after day I return to this stream, perfectly pristine, mine alone to enjoy and behold The same way I hope that there’s value in the meanings to the words I have been told There are ripples in Continue Reading...