Floating in limbonoise muffled by a heart unwilling to accept the brain’s incomprehensible reality. ~ grief~

Challenges turned the eye inward to empower a renewed self for an enhanced future.

I have not quite come to terms with the brevity that people crave as they dash through life, flitting from one thing to another. ~ “Vindication Across Time

A bookshop is a peaceful sanctuary of silent voices waiting to be heard

Poetry stirs the soul and speaks to the mind to understand the beauty we call life ~ Mala Naidoo

Poetry, a soul laid bare unguarded among life’s brambles - lost and found in an unending moment.

In this worried rush, nobody stopped to see the sun appear over rooftops. Unnoticed beauty lost in the need to be everywhere, in every waking moment.

The hypocrisy of selective values in a lawless land was the bane of her existence.

The teacher encouragesthe student morphs - moth to beauteous butterfly soars

Empathy healed the moment. Words were not necessary when compassion created understanding in grief.