I am a shard In a monochromatic Kaleidoscope. Blood-smeared Winds celebrate With fragile joyous defiance. Tissue wings are fluttering souls A kinetic storm Of whirling blades Baptized in blood. Life at its best is the sum of its woundedness.
Wow! This piece describes humankind fully... when we learn to love our fears, possibly the wounded nature of our souls will meld and soften with the rest... and will not happen until we do.
This is one of my favorites already; going on my desktop.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
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This is one of my favorites already; going on my desktop.
Judith
-Carrie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend, karen lynn in texas. :)