Olive tree standing tall on mountains top high.
Branches moving graciously
in the wind.
Little green leaves shimmering like emerald greens under the sun.
Then came a storm out of nowhere
everywhere flooded
Like Noah’s day.
Born was a sea above the land.
Olive tree hit rock bottom.
Still standing tall.
Branches still graciously moving
on the beat of turbulent waves.
Emerald green leaves now with silvery shine.

The branches of an olive tree are strong
Always moving, bending.
Resilient.
Never breaking.

Be like an olive tree
on the top of the mountain
or under the sea.


Shell✨🐚

Sitting within myself
Belief in my wholeness
Bringing my light
Letting it shine
Most of the time
There’s no way to escape
Uncertainty
Occasionally
But that is not me
I have a powerful destiny
Maybe through this poetry
And maybe after I no longer be
These poems might still speak for me

You buried me
Half the world away
And a lifetime ago

Yet you find me
In your every daydream
In every foreign touch
In every what if...

Almost...
But never quite

I thank God for friends like you
Who live their lives in simple truth

They help a friend along the way
And count their blessings everyday

They found love is not in word but deed
And care enough to plant the seeds

That grow into a friendship deep
They live to grow and play to keep.

So don't let the years twist the truth
Just keep on being friends like you.

Wind kissed souls,
at midnight.

World move below,
from top it glow.

Stars cover the sky,
so high,
the scene made,
my heart so shy.