she smiles when she thinks of simpler times before life became complicated, before the world split into two when blood was thick and skin was deep and love bore all things and believed all things... smiles, though remembering breaks her heart
in the end there is only one left standing in the widening breach to mend our brokenness, to reach out, lead, to show us how it’s done by example, in compassion only one, though some may cast doubt one will be raised up, one cast out just like the seasons come and go every four years change comes, you know democracy, where each vote counts
when chaos lingers we trust our higher angels to restore balance
when the last leaf has fallen and the blue, crisp and clear, is revealed behind a tangled web of exposed branches we can cling to the promise of spring buds of hope waiting to bloom anew
weeds burst into seed wintering beneath the dust first to bloom come spring
what does it say about our soul when half of us subscribe to hate ‘twas apathy led to this fate spiraling down this rabbit hole inhabited by greedy trolls who prey upon us while we sleep and fill our heads with lies and tweets but half of us are wide awake we’ll right what’s wrong, for all our sake, that day when love takes to the streets
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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