O spirit once near, now a whispering breeze,I call through the dusk with a heart on its knees.You vanished like smoke through the hands of the night,Yet, I seek your flame, your forgotten light. Return to me, through veil or dream,Cross shadowed shore, or silver stream.Let not the stars be our last goodbye—I still feel … Continue reading Poem: Spirit
Month: June 2025
Poem: See The Magic
See the magic in the morning light,A hush of gold that chases night.The whisper of the waking treesThat sway and stretch with gentle breeze. See the magic in a stranger’s smile,A spark that lingers for a while.The kindness in a passing glance—A simple, quiet happenstance. See the magic in a drop of rain,How it dances … Continue reading Poem: See The Magic
Poem: Shine
Shine your light, though the road is dim,Let hope arise from the soul within.Even in shadows, even in doubt,There’s a fire in you that won’t burn out. Shine your light on the weary path,A spark of warmth, a gentle laugh.A beacon bright when the skies turn gray—A guide for hearts that’ve lost their way. Don’t … Continue reading Poem: Shine
poem: Whispers of Intuition
A hush between the thoughts we speak,A ripple where the mind runs deep—It stirs before the words take shape,A silent truth we dare not fake. It glides beneath the noise and glare,A candle lit on unseen air,A feeling not yet formed or named,But once it's known, we’re never the same. It isn’t taught, it isn’t … Continue reading poem: Whispers of Intuition
Understanding the Spiritual Blockage That Causes Hard of Hearing
Understanding the Spiritual Blockage That Causes Hard of Hearing Hearing is one of the most vital senses we rely on to connect with the world and others around us. While medical science often explains hearing loss through physical causes such as aging, noise exposure, or infection, there's a growing interest in exploring the spiritual aspects … Continue reading Understanding the Spiritual Blockage That Causes Hard of Hearing
#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 18, Fruit, 6/24/25 Strawberries
https://tankatuesday.com/2025/06/24/tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-18-fruit-6-24-25/ Strawberries Red on green they rest,sun-warmed sweetness in my handsummer on my tongue. Classic Strawberry Smoothie Ingredients: 1 cup fresh or frozen strawberries (hulled) 1 banana (optional for creaminess) 1/2 cup plain or vanilla yogurt (or a dairy-free alternative) 1/2 cup milk (dairy or plant-based) 1–2 tsp honey or maple syrup (optional, to … Continue reading #TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 18, Fruit, 6/24/25 Strawberries
Poem: Don’t Hold Other People’s Shadows
Don’t Hold Other People’s Shadows Don’t cradle the weight of another’s dusk,Their stormy yesterdays in your dawn’s hush.Not every sorrow that brushes your skinBelongs to the garden you’re growing within. You are not the echo of their unrest,Not every burden needs space in your chest.Their silence, their sighs, their thunderous fears—Don’t let them plant rain … Continue reading Poem: Don’t Hold Other People’s Shadows
Poem: Let Go!!!
Let Go of All That Isn’t You Let go—not with anger, not with fire,but as the tide recedes from the shore,gentle, inevitable,leaving only what belongs. You are not the echo of old wounds,not the mask you wore to be loved,not the silence you swallowedto be safe in a room that never saw you.Let the names … Continue reading Poem: Let Go!!!
Poem: Heal the Eternal Flame
Within the soul, a fire burns bright,An ageless glow, a sacred light.Through storm and ash, through grief and blame,Still flickers on the eternal flame. But time is cruel and hearts can break,The ember dims when shadows wake.Wounds unspoken, pain unnamed,Can nearly smother what once was claimed. Yet, listen—soft beneath the cry,A whisper breathes, it does … Continue reading Poem: Heal the Eternal Flame
Poem: Ice Cube
A little poem from Freedom Freeda's point of view. Oh, frosty friend upon the floor,You glisten like a morning star—A perfect cube from ice so pure,Chilled delight, my canine cure. I nose you first with careful sniff,A curious, cold, intriguing gift.Your crystal touches upon my tongueIs magic, though I’m young and sprung. You crackle gently … Continue reading Poem: Ice Cube