The choice of Love over fear

You met me when I was a seed, blowing uncertain in the breeze… But now I am a tree, growing high to the heavens, my roots in the ground Bridge between heaven and earth My eyes on the sky And I wonder, will you grow by my side? For you, you are a tree ReachingContinue reading “The choice of Love over fear”

Through the Eyes of a Psychic

I invite you in, through the lens, of my perception: my eyes, leaking tears, shed like watercolour-paint-blotches upon my cheeks, and skin, crinkled with the weight of age and all I’ve seen through lifetimes. Think again, I’ll ask before you come in: just a warning, for I wonder how you might cope to observe, firstContinue reading “Through the Eyes of a Psychic”