Awakening to Life: Moments of Inner Peace
A poem written beneath the sky and the pressure of being. A reflection on solitude, soul, and remembering who we are before the noise.
A poem written beneath the sky and the pressure of being. A reflection on solitude, soul, and remembering who we are before the noise.
To rise before the sun, run before the day has begun. A poem that heeds the pull of instinct over materialism and, in doing so, aligns with integrity and finds freedom from everyday constraints.
A poem about the walls we argue with, the quiet doors waiting nearby. With notes from a morning walk among the magpies.