Fresh Breeze (an imaginative reflection)

There have been heartaches, yes – and sorrows that ripped away your certainties and slammed the breath from your body. Times when you have felt silenced: voice stoppered, pains weighing down your feet. Set down your loads for a while and allow peace to break through. Sit by the river and, pausing to take a…

Wild Spirit (a poem)

My darling, if there is any concept I would remove from our world,
it would be this:
that you are too much.
That your wild spirit should be chained.