It is hard not to walk past someone, homeless or not, and write their life story out in your own mind without a rethought or wonder for the persons well being.
World According to Mr. Rogers
“Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood.”
Fresh Air
When will you purge the past that cultivates and nurtures deadly mold?
Silent Wishes
Staring at ghosts through a phantom window
Unwilling to turn away
Allowing the air to be taken from room
The Antidote
Watching with a tilted head
Wanting what it can never feel
Cowering as it festers on boils of disdain
Penetrating light burns it decaying flesh
A shield infused with Love and Kindness
Tracks in the snow
Today for the first time since this journey began, I was shown our bitter sweet reality in the most beautiful and gentle way
Gone Fishin’
Have you ever gone fishing? If you haven’t, well, that’s okay I won’t judge just as long as you give it a try
Ripples
A smile forms as the treble lands
Slight jerk and the water erupts
Illusion
Which world is the illusion?
Nocturnal
Tinkling glass
As a campfire burns
Noellie's Place 