The winged horse of the apocalypse

Awakening poem   Images speak to the eyes, They tell what mine sees And these aren’t lies…     If I could express how I feel today, It would be like this, A winged horse of the Apocalypse,     Stripped off the flesh, nothing but bones One thing to say : Carrying my wings, In a Glorious way.     Stricken, not beaten, Wearing … Lees verder The winged horse of the apocalypse

One little human

Poem by Jen Ward One little human Falling away from the pack Can restore hope to the world ‘Bring humanity back. One little human Stepping away from the crowd Can feel the anguish of the multitudes And voice it out loud. One little human Scarred and nearly broken Can take faith, hope and love Where it’s never been spoken. One little human Abiding by love’s … Lees verder One little human

As I began to love myself…

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”. As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody As I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and … Lees verder As I began to love myself…