Friday, September 26, 2025

I Saw Time Through a Mirror

I saw time through a mirror.
It startled me as I peeked,
a sudden tremor of recognition
I thought I wasn't ready to meet.

I saw the eyes of my mother
staring back into her own,
tired, yet steady with quiet will ~
a smirk that said she'd grown.


How strange that a mirror reflects
with no mask, no disguise
not a polished or perfect illusion,
but the truth within our eyes.

The glass does not condemn us;
it carries what we've been,
the laughter, the sorrow, the trials ~
all the places we have seen.

Once I feared what waited,
the shadows meant for me,
but now I see the mirror holds
the proof that I endure.

To hide is not protection,
to turn away is loss ~
for every line upon my face
is a bridge that I have crossed.

So I claim what I have lived,
each mark, each shining scar ~
I face the mirror boldly,
and I know exactly who I am.

Friday, September 19, 2025

Living Two Lives

I walk this earth divided,
bound to chapters I never chose.

In one life,
iron chains drag across my spine,
pressing me lower,
step by shattered step.
My sight clouds,
my body groans,
each breath a burden I cannot set down.


But when sleep claims me,
I awaken elsewhere.
There, I rise unbroken ~
weightless, unbound.
I soar above horizons,
my eyes drinking miles of light.
I sing to the newborn Sun,
my voice a hymn of freedom,
my soul blazing tall.


Two lives ~
one suffocated in silence,
one burning in song.
And every dawn,
I wonder which of them
is truly mine.


Thursday, August 28, 2025

Half a Heart

 Walking with half a heart ...

Who knows the reason why?


Did you pass me by 

without recognizing my face,

Or was I the one to blame?


Is this lifetime 

just not meant for us

to find each other once again?


Must souls drift endlessly

through lifetimes

without feeling each other's caress?


Every road I wander 

feels longer without you.

Every star I see 

reminds me of what's missing.


I'm endlessly walking

with half a heart,

searching for the other half ...

searching for you.


And if it takes a thousand years,

a thousand skies,

and every breath I have left,

I will not stop ...

not until my heart is whole again.


Friday, August 22, 2025

Let Me Go


If I made a mistake I can't undo,
Would you walk away or see me through?
If my weight is more than love can hold,
Would you keep me close ... or let me go?


I spoke the words I can’t unsay,
And watched your silence drift away.
A single spark, a shattered trust
What’s left of us now turns to dust.


I don’t want freedom dressed as goodbye,
And I won’t beg you with a lie.
If love has reached the end we know,
Then turn away ... and let me go.

Wednesday, July 9, 2025

The Long Game

You need to be rounded—
able to bend where others break,
to take a punch from every angle
and not mistake the hit for the end.

Life doesn’t strike from just one side;
It comes like weather—
turning, shifting, sudden—
And you must learn to dance with storms.

Keep turning—
not in circles, but in strength.
360 degrees of grace and grit—
a full revolution
for the long game.

Wednesday, June 25, 2025

The Silent Giver

They call me failure,

A shadow with nothing to show—

Not knowing the seeds I planted

In the gardens where they grow.


I gave what I had,

Each heartbeat, each breath,

Not for applause,

But to carry them past death.


I built their bridges

From the bones of my spine,

Lit their path forward

While I fell behind.

No trophies, no praise,

Just echoes that fade—

But their triumphs were born

From the price that I paid.


If only they saw

What I chose to release—

Not for my glory,

But to gift them peace.

Wednesday, June 11, 2025

Shadow

You are the shadow that follows me through every day—
with every turn I take,
and, most of all, with every fall,
you’re there.

I never asked for this,
and yet, you came.
You saw me—bent,
broken—
and chose to lend your strength.



Now,
I stand a little taller,
a little straighter,
and so much stronger—
because of you.

The wind no longer pushes me down;
it lifts me as I walk.
The crows no longer circle overhead;
they pass by,
never giving me a second glance.

And the ground—
it feels firm beneath my feet,
as if it carries me with quiet magic.

Funny, isn’t it?
To live in the company of a shadow
that feeds my every moment of light.

That’s what you are—
my shadow.
Not darkness,
but a lifeline
that keeps me standing.

Sunday, April 20, 2025

Serendipitous

I caught a glimpse of you today.
A whisper in the wind made me turn and I instantly realized it was you.
The moment was lovely ~ sweetness overload. 


 Sometimes as I go through my days my mind stays totally focused.
I don’t let any thoughts enter, especially those of you.
I keep you locked up far in the back of my mind but today, today was different.
You appeared without forethought and magically brought sunshine into my heart.
Today was  purely serendipitous.
I miss you in my life.

Friday, February 21, 2025

The Secret


Beneath the comfortable lives of those who dwell in warm and cozy homes
lie the harsh realities of society. 

There is a common belief that if something is not visible, it does not exist.

It is all too easy for those who create the rules of the game called life
 to craft an illusion of utopia while suffering and poverty remain stark. 


We must remain vigilant against those who present us with fairytales on a golden platter 
and look beyond our comfort to see the reality around us.

Compassion for everyone in need should be our guide.


Friday, February 14, 2025

Reflections of Another Time



Reflections of another time echo in your eternal home.

Do you know that I'm here by your side, keeping you alive in my thoughts?


Please don't be frightened by my visit.

I'm only here to reminisce and feel your presence beside me.

 

Tuesday, December 24, 2024

The Path


If I knew then what I know now ~

what path would I have taken?


The path that always led to you!

Thursday, December 12, 2024

The Broken

 


We search each day for answers, our minds spinning endlessly.

Images replay thoughts, words stuck on repeat after painful repeat.

We are the broken - the souls that wander aimlessly and hopelessly, never forgetting a thing.


We are the broken, the ones who can never find peace. 

We are the broken, creatures of this life afraid to love or to need.

We are the broken. We live in solitude because we understand that answers do not exist.

Thursday, November 21, 2024

The Unseen

Among us are the unseen, individuals rendered invisible through no fault of their own. 
Discarded by the society into which they were born, the unseen wander aimlessly,
facing nothing but walls of inhumanity turning their backs to their plight.


If one were to take a closer look, they would notice a gentle demeanor.
A kind smile with trusting eyes would be evident if only they would turn around to look.
Unfortunately, this is the world we live in, devoid of compassion and empathy,


A world that permits the invisible.

Friday, November 15, 2024

The Spark That Wasn't



A single ray of light can energize even the dimmest souls.

Feeling that beam enter the body is like receiving an electric boost to the inner core.

However, we often take this phenomenon for granted, 

as if it were merely a common act intended for our entertainment.


The ray is sacred; it encompasses everything and allows life to flourish. 

We are like beams of light traveling through the universe, seeking connection.

Yet the journey can be tedious for some, and the spark that should be there is missing.

That is reality; it's a journey where light never materializes but allows us to pass through.





Friday, October 25, 2024

Mind In Transit


My mind is in transit, with no specific destination in sight.

The emotions that accompany a journey of this magnitude can verge on insanity.

Yet, I find myself moving forward into the unknown.

I must be honest with you;

this journey is not one I have chosen.




My fears whisper louder and louder,

until they explode in my thoughts,

screaming over and over, "It's time." 

So, I am trusting the voices of my inner being and

allowing them the freedom to take flight wherever they choose.



 

Saturday, June 1, 2024

Perdida Contigo


Momentos atemporales pasaron vagando en busca de llamas eternas.

Sediento por lo inalcanzable y doloroso por los tesoros escondidos dentro de las paredes.
Sin aliento y decididos, deambulamos perdiéndonos en el laberinto de la vida.


Esto lo llevo de regreso cuando cruzo a mi universo, mi tiempo, mi vida.
Llevo dentro de mí los escombros que capturaron mi corazón
en una ciudad perdida contigo.

Wednesday, November 1, 2023

The Nothing I’ve Become

I know what some of you are thinking ~ that my life is in ruins and/or I’m drowning ~ possibly even calling out an S.O.S. of sorts ~ but no ~ none of it is the case.

The reality is I have evolved into a state of nothingness over a few years. This epiphany was slow in the making but layer after layer my inner being found itself emptier and emptier. The nothing I’ve become doesn’t need saving from a hero. In actuality, this state has given me the most exquisite gift in life, peace.

My journey began in 2014 when my consciousness burst open. I discovered in me an emotion called empathy that surpassed every boundary ~ every life form. I became one with all living creatures ~ understanding and feeling the pain and suffering of the universe.

This oneness with creation forced me into veganism. I could no longer be the person who walked in a zombie state of mind devouring all in its path. Pretending to be a god had zero value to me, instead, I opted to shed the worth humanity placed on me and found infinite richness.

The more I let go of the wealthier I felt. The nothing I’ve become is the me now.

I have no walls or motes surrounding my mind ~ spiritually I am free. I hold nil value to this planet but that’s ok. I love being overlooked and undervalued because then I don’t have to be one with or of the masses, I can simply be nothing.


Friday, July 22, 2022

You Are the Magic


Stop looking for the magic.



You are the magic!




 

Monday, September 13, 2021

It's ok ~ It's ok

 My wings wrapped you in a blanket of love

and sheltered you from the world.

It's ok to let them go,

to fly ~ to glide ~ to float.

It's ok to set off on your own journey,

to feel the breeze ~ the raindrops against your skin.

It's ok ~ it's ok.

I was never divine,

just feather upon feather ~ flesh upon flesh,

with no real beginning or end.

Just a middle where I found solace in your presence

and stretched out my embrace to give you safety from the storm.

It's ok ~ it's ok.

Reach out to the wind that has been howling

calling out your name to touch the stars.

It's ok ~ it's ok.

It's time to watch you soar.

It's ok ~ it's ok.

It's time to hear you roar. 

It's ok ~ it's ok.





Monday, February 22, 2021

Morphine Takes the Form of Words and Whispers

 


I can feel your presence, even though you're silent.
I can hear you shifting through the shadows to allow more light to reach me.
I don't wanna make a sound, lest it breaks the gossamer threads of
my thoughts reaching you.

I lie down at night and think of messages in bottles,
airtight reassurance of the strength hidden in their cursive writing.
They say sometimes it takes years to reach another shore. And not because of the tides.
It's because of the owner's soul that somehow slips inside before the bottle gets corked.


Throughout the journey,
the stowaway keeps fighting for a way out, to no avail.
Perhaps the tides of time will put an end
to the voyage soon. Perhaps not.

I feel your presence, definitely.
Sometimes in the form of our messages-in-bottles drifting closer.
Sometimes in a sudden gust in the wind. Sometimes in a smile fading in the night.
Were you just there, turning the corner?...

Thursday, January 21, 2021

I Just Am

As the sky opens its curtains to the stars,

I see the Universe and feel its vastness.

It offers me time to rest.


I see that I am not here to question my presence, I just am.


I know my past has been filled with numerous directions.

But realize that my journey was predetermined

and gracefully accept its course.


Trust me, I tried fighting the offerings by wandering about.

But the nothings led me to nowhere,

and finally out of exhaustion I fell.


For me, this is a chance to reconcile with a beautiful revelation.


I wish that I had found it,

the thing that couldn't be.

But now the stars are guiding me so finally, I just am.




Monday, November 30, 2020

I'm Here ~ It's Been A While

How long has it been since our worlds collided
since we danced in each other's thoughts?

I'm here ~ it's been a while.

Are you searching like I am
looking through the ends of time?

I'm here ~ it's been a while.


I am still running through obstacles
following the lights to find you.

I'm here ~ it's been a while.

Remember the dreams we shared
the lives we lived?

I'm here ~ it's been a while.

Friday, December 20, 2019

Forsaken From Your Love


I journeyed through the centuries
forsaken from your love. 

The essence of our fire still
flickered in my soul.


Time sent you to come find me
to intercept my road.

To pump the life into my veins
and lift me from the black.

Friday, December 13, 2019

Without You


As moments keep on passing
the void within me swells.

I stop my thoughts from dwelling
on the fact that you are gone.

The numbness keeps me moving,
feeling nothing as I ramble through.


I go through life's emotions
without passion, without form.

My existence without you lost all meaning
but somehow I keep on.

I make-believe we never were,
so I can function all alone.

Sunday, October 6, 2019

How



How can I put each day aside, letting it fade into the past
erasing all images, I have stored in my heart of you?

Is life so shallow that our existence consists of only what we touch?
And, if when we remember, does it have to be like a dream
or a fantasy we are not sure we even experienced?

How can I bring back what I once felt, what I once loved?
How can I bring back the stars that seemed to touch my fingertips,
the moon that brightened even the darkest of all of my nights?

How can I bring back the light that entered my being,
how, when I do not even have you?



Friday, September 6, 2019

Home To You

I lost the fire to my soul,
somewhere in time.

Since then it has been wandering centuries
looking to find and inhale yours.

The stars are not as bright and
the Sun never burns my skin anymore.

Looking for your essence
in the empty eyes of strangers,


feeling for your presence
under each and every stone,

endlessly I wander,
to feel the fire of your touch.

Hopelessly needing to hear the universe,
through the whispers of your voice.

Alas, long and weary is the road
that leads me home to you.

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Time II

Time: a four letter word that has so much meaning in our everyday life as living beings and yet exists only as a mere fabrication for us to feel our humanity against the vastness of the universe.

Time: a sense of failing of not achieving of not reaching the sky to touch the brightest star.

Time: a farm somewhere in a faraway dream where the grass touches your fingertips and the crickets sing their morning song.

Time: a long lost love that will never be that will always travel in a parallel world never ever crossing with yours.

Time: a path of loneliness where the only voice that comforts you is the one coming from your own mind.

Time: a closing chapter that will shatter your heart and always keep you feeling numb.

Time: a last goodbye a closing door a wound that will never begin to heal with 'time.'

Time: 





Sunday, March 3, 2019

A Life Erased



The first beam of sunlight

the first yellow daisy

the first caress on a sandy beach ...

All firsts, all creating building blocks of vivid memories

keeping dreams alive.


Then suddenly recollections fade one by one.

Your first love, your first touch,

your first kiss under the light of a tropical moon.

One by one slowly deleting from your mind becoming

a life erased

"Dedicated to those who love and carry on the light of their loved ones
inflicted with dementia"

Thursday, December 27, 2018

Between Our Dreams

Roaming alone in the space between our dreams.

Feeling restless and forgotten, feeling ever so displaced.

Wandering aimlessly in search of the slumber

that will bring me back to then.


Transcending the footprints of time,

 I look for that paradoxical sleep.

The deepest of dreams where the ruins surround me,

and where a hug is just a hug.