A grand tale

My love, There is a grand story being written here You won’t see the pattern in it’s ebb and flow You won’t be able to guess at its ending but you will walk the paths you have to walk and as all good tales go, one day you will find yourself standing on the lastContinue reading “A grand tale”

Letting Go

People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of wind on a summer night Like a wisp of smoke trailing heavenward And all that’s left in their wake  is the fragrance of their presence  A distant memory of their touch  On your life People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of windContinue reading “Letting Go”