Poem: The way Back

The Way Back There is a room inside youthat has never learned the language of applause.It does not measure worthby calendars filledor trophies gathering dust. It waits. Not impatiently—like the sea waits for rivers,certain they rememberwhere they belong. You may arrive carrying yearslike heavy coats,stitched together with expectation,regret,and names you answeredthat were never yours. The … Continue reading Poem: The way Back

Poem: Soul

Beneath the noise, beneath the name,Beyond the roles we learn to claim,There lies a flame no storm can quell—The soul, the truth, where silence dwells. Not skin, nor bone, not thought or face,Not measured by the world’s embrace,It moves like wind through unseen space—A pulse of light, a quiet grace. It is not born, it … Continue reading Poem: Soul