someday it will
come again.
someday someone
will come in.

a star
with the deepest depths in the eyes
with the gentlest of breaths
and endless soul in the smile

one day
i'll forgive this pain
not forget -
forgive.

at peace, you breathe
in somber cadence,
a masterpiece blossoming
as the sun wakes from sleep.

shaded in multicolor
like a painter’s palette,
wrapped serene
in a nest of sheets.

the natural *****
from your hip
to shoulder creates
a canopy,

a perfect spot
to rest. rise and shine,
Beloved,
there are better days ahead.

Limitation starts in the mind
The feeling that your hands are bound
Whereas the opportunities are vast
A closed mind is worse than blind eyes
Looking but yet can't see
What you call a problem
Could also be called an opportunity
At the end of the day,
What you've called it is exactly what you'll experience.