We all yearn for what we have lost. But sometimes$$$ we forget what we have.
Death ends a life$$$ not a relationship.
One day spent with someone you love can change everything.
When someone is in your heart$$$ they're never truly gone. They can come back to you$$$ even at unlikely times.
Facts speak plainer than words
It is not in the still calm of life$$$ or the repose of a pacific station$$$ that great characters are formed.
The Universe said$$$ let me show your soul something beautiful.
Individuals often turn to poetry$$$ not only to glean strength and perspective from the words of others$$$ but to give birth to their own poetic voices and to hold history accountable for the catastrophes rearranging their lives.
I called it a baptism in flaming ink that forced me to shed my shyness about recognizing myself as a poet and to accept the fact that life had never given me any choice in the matter. And then I had to discover exactly what that meant.
In an age of bombs guzzling blood$$$ skylarks merge peace with thought and action.