First, I let you go, then I rise.

Freedom doesn't always begin with a step forward. Sometimes it begins with letting go, quietly, not dramatically, not loudly.
An open ha...

Golden the Shine, Heavy the Soul

I wear gold but it doesn’t lift me. It glows, but not for me.
I’m tired of having to sparkle, of the daily dance for attention, of compa...

Decommissioned

The Gate to God's Kingdom

Before a door of stone and might, she stands alone, in veiled white light.
A silent cloth she holds with grace, to shield the truth, yet...

The Mask of Air

Prayer for Enlightening

O Lord of Light, of wisdom, of time, illuminate souls lost in the grime
of fearing that virtue is stitched in a dress, forgetting that t...

Venus in White

Soft dunes rise in light, whispers weave through tangled grass, silence breathes her name.

Agony of Eros

Eros does not die from absence, but from overexposure – made visible, controlled, consumed, but no longer felt

The Silence of Blossoms

The face concealed, adorned with grace, flowers dense, like forms impressed.
What’s real, what’s false, erased in space, the soul behind...

Who Breaks the Silence

A butterfly crawls from muted depths, from a silent mouth, in frozen night.
In shadowed peace, where fears lie sleeping, it found its wa...

Letting Go

So I sink down, as my strength fades away, my soul listens close to what chaos may bring.
The sea cries loud, yet I hear its pray, and w...

The Waves of Life

In golden hues of evening light, Where whispers rise, and time takes flight,
You softly sense what always stays, The wave that shapes yo...