My head hangs a little as I look down at the dark ground. The first thing I notice is fog curling at the edges of a mirror in front of me, reflecting my old faux-leather combat boots. Behind that small one sitting on the ground, is a floor length mirror reflecting all of me. Beside … Continue reading Mirrors and Chains
Glittering threads,frozen spider websThe fine details of life are made evident on a snow-fallen day.A once invisible breathescaping from lipsbecomes a cloud of warmthpuffing away. The moon herselfnever shines so bright,like a sunlit night,than when she hangs full atop a winter's land.The glory of sun raysmay be hidden beneath blankets of gray,whilst the heat lingers as memoryand the … Continue reading Finding Beauty in the Frost: a poem
Sometimes my life feels so normal and other times, times like today my family's path becomes so narrow that I can feel the branches on either side of us scratching my arms as we squeeze through. Always fixing our eyes ahead, though. Pressing onward to the light that we can see shining at the end. … Continue reading I met Peace
