Eggs on bread, eggs on rye.
Eggs in the sky, by and by.
My love for eggs will never die
since eggs will never tell a lie.

Eggs on toast, on a roast.
Eggs are always valued the most.
My love for eggs is something I'll boast,
from east to west, and coast to coast.

Eggs are hard, they never crack.
Unless hit with the force of a resounding smack.
I will be there to protect, and to hold back.
And for the egg's safety I will attack.

Eggs with butter, eggs with beans.
What do you think this all means?
You are an egg; a fine cuisine.
And my love for you will forever be serene.

I believe… that the night hides abyss of silence,
fleeting butterflies swirls and bends over my eyelashes,
gloomy shadows, shuddering cavalcades of emotions,
the seed of light breaks down the tangled paths of life …

I believe... that nostalgia has the perfume of a rainbow
what strikes the unwritten verse between my lips,
with withered sounds resonating on the alley of life
the noisy clinker wants the world to amuse ...

I believe... that the water's murmur reflects bulbs of light,
the sad dance of the autumn cuts the road to ruins,
the trembling forest, dry, now deeply broken,
wants to mourne in front of heaven, making things right  ...

I believe... that springs will mirror in the quiet waters,
the serene sighs will once whisper my name,
to disturb the calm of warm hours with a charming smile,
to turn on the desire with his mouth hungry for love ...

Some days you win and other days you chalk up to a good try.
I've gotten so good at pushing thru the hard times that it takes me a minute to remember the last time it was good
I keep telling myself just get thru this day this week even just this moment.
Hold your breath and hold it tight
Count to 10 three times and exhale
Visualize lifting the house off your chest and breathing deeply
Silence your erratic heartbeat
Count the ticks of the ceiling fan and concentrate solely on that sound.
Close your eyes and don't imagine his lips
Imagine the wind blowing thru an open field on a summer morning.
Press your hand against the coolness of the wall
Just keep breathing.
I am bearing too much weight
I cannot support myself and the world on shoulders that crumble and shake with tears when I am alone
I am breaking inside and I can't catch a break
The desire to flee grows stronger as the moments pass
As I convince myself it's not a bad life it's just a bad day but how many times can I tell myself that before it is no longer a consolation
I'm working towards getting a better day I am not sitting around knitting socks for my tired feet. I am putting one foot in front the other, I am plastering one more smile in place, I am saying "yes, of course. That's fine. No problem" when inside I'm screaming
It's too much and I cannot find a reprieve

Encoded within light is my essence.
The essence of love.
It is from my soul
from my whole self
who moves in divine wholeness.

The very fabric of my being radiates
as more energies anchor in heart.
The very truth of who I am
has now been shown to me
as I no longer walk on eggshells
to please others.

I have found a new formula to live by.
I have arrived to a place where I live in heart
in human vessel.
Live peaceful and serene.

My mind is so quiet
that the death of a flower
can be heard

Secreted away in my den of peace,
Blissfully falling into an undisturbed sleep.

Cocooned in toasty linen blue sheets,
Descending into deep serenity.

The earths landscape stands statuesque and still,
Long-limbed branches motionlessly tranquil.

A heady winters breeze filled with festive pleasantries,
The moon adorned with a crisp angelic glow.

Charcoal clouds cruising across the hushed atmosphere,
A transient moment free of stress and fear.

A night filled with harmony and content,
Shielding against any form of threat.

hummingbird lover, set me free,
i want you to be all that you can be.

i want to close the holes in my beak
set me free, let me speak.

i cannot speak when you take my breath.
let me go, lay me to rest.