Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
Wise people have said Even a broken clock is Correct twice daily
Soul Doc
Pain in back screaming No clue from whence it has come I am not this old
Breath fogged glasses Mask holds air up to nose What did I eat for lunch?
Breeze blows taking leaves From ground and tree equally Bird settles in nest
Fractures can cause Beauty of pain depending On how one observes
When information Gathers, only time decides if Knowledge in gained
False expectations Appearing real is the rule Not the exception
Confronting your fear Seeing all is Self, fear false You will find yourself
When all seems lost And you feel the most alone I am still with you
Gathering pieces I reassemble myself Into someone new
