Home is here but is also there each carried in me like a precious jewel The home I must leave was an opportunity now past its prime The mountains giants I fear filling me with awe The ocean cold and unwelcoming yet its breathing draws me near The forests where I’ve become lost are ripe … Continue reading Homes


I am blooming not into something beautiful but someone beautiful I am blooming into confidence bold strokes of a brush I am blooming like watercolor rich hues unfurling I am blooming into openess face to the sky heart painted onto paper Now I am truly seen