Poetry is like a playground where I get to play with lots of words through memories and life events dear to me.

It's the unspoken feelings and unsung emotions I get to paint through various letters beautifully combined into words to describe how much beauty there is in the life that was created for me even before the creation of the world.

So find where your beautiful soul lies, sing your own heart's song, and paint your own dreams, make the world more colorful, more beautiful.

And together let us bless the Great Creator, the ancient of Days, who thought of us and found us beautiful among the heavenly bodies and all the wonders in all the galaxies now exist.