The Afternoon claim’s my time. Where my safe haven is inside my ride. My windows become my eyes granting me protected views into the world. The mechanical air chills my soles as my feet rest upon the dashboard. Relaxing to the sound of a bird’s…

bright colors splashed on tight, white canvas to convey hopes unrealized and boundless new dreams cast to the winds of chance eyes painted bright and full with the promise of tomorrow… tomorrow… tomorrow.

The world is a horrible place With cruelty that is too hard to face And you feel like you’re sinking down And that you might drown   You cry yourself to sleep Because your sorrows are so deep You feel like there’s nothing left to…

Her Mother was inspired by her little daughter The emergency of her words, The worries about the trees, The concerns about the forest, Nature was speaking to her, I couldn’t listen, The Common House is waiting Embrace it! Luzdelmes began… @maritzam-mejia – Hour 4

The Stage Set Maybe we could eat blackberries together now that my days will sprawl into tomorrows with the ease of a cat, jumping from rooftop to rooftop Maybe we could dance under a marmalade moon, harvested with songs of the past, twirling into twilight’s…

Humbled (Cont)   You don’t have to hear the words spoken to hear a voice. Read what they’ve written with care and attention. Look beyond our own voice and feelings. In person, facial expressions and body language speak loudest. Watch, show understanding and empathy. The…

Early morning walk in Whitton Park   I walk slowly with my stick in Whitton Park meditating on the morning dew I walk I see the seasons change and rejoice a carpet of bluebells in the month of May I see. Their perfume wafts and…

Like gossamer silk Like honey unfiltered Like jam in doughnut Like air refreshing Like mist at dawn Like red rose petals Like sweetness, beauty and goodness combined

To be loved to feel cared about to know love to listen and hear love That’s life with love.

“I cross the street without an arm to hold me back” — They Both Die At the End   Cross the street don’t glance back because walking in fear is walking in darkness   Don’t let the world hold you back, fight inertia add bumps…