Spotting the brightest star
Was his favorite game since childhood...  

Finally he could stop playing,

Her eyes were declared the winner by his heart !!

We were together-Not by hearts-But by bodies

With flax-golden tales, I spin with voice
with quilled pen
and intention to sing in the magic of words.

With a moments breath, I connect with light,
with gentle breeze
and purpose to light fire under my phases.

With my dreams I awake with focus
with compassion and to echo in prayer with words.

Words that anoint a page and sends blessings outward.


StarBG © 2017

I thrived on beginnings,
Once upon a time... the fairytale romances.
The secrets that lie within the whispers of the woods.

Lost endings, the souls left behind.

We forged worlds beyond words,
within the boundaries of our minds.
We built walls to protect us,
against the odds of invasion by any force.
Any force other than ourselves that is...

There is an underlying story behind all the small tales you hear.
Behind every picture you see.
Behind the snapshots of memories you can recall.
Behind the paintings silently hanging on the lifeless wall.
These stories scream with their might just to get noticed.
They're waiting to be told.
They want to be heard.

The more she untangled her soul,
The more she discovered how deeply in love she was.

The Darkness is where he will lay.
With many stories of man and many tales of Women.
The darkness consuming the his mind and making sanity scarce.