Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
Breath fogged glasses Mask holds air up to nose What did I eat for lunch?
Soul Doc
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
Broken pieces fall Piles of shattered self on floor Who can I be now?
This you must do and That you must never do For safety or control?
