Sometimes The Sun and Moon collide so that a star can be born ~MG~ Stars are made when particles are compressed, pushed together, causing chemical reactions and increasing temperatures as kinetic energy escalates. It can be a violent process where the energy pushes against each other with so much force that they are magnetically pulled … Continue reading A Star is Born
Tag: truth
Work of Art
I have an eye for words and an ear for music I see colours of the rainbow but not shadows on the streets An artist, I am not, but a creator, that I am Yet you, my dear, are the only work of art I appreciate. MG
Vision
Sometimes it's not about easing the way It's about readying it ~MG~ Vision is not just about dreams or aspirations Vision is discernment and preparations Vision is not limited to eyesight Vision is seeing with the heart, soul, and mind Vision is not seeing flaws in everyone else Vision is seeing through one's damaged self … Continue reading Vision
You
We are only ever incarcerated by what we perceive to be "need". This is why loving you, darling, is my liberation. My liberty. I'm free, you're free, and amidst all this freedom, I choose you. MG
Write Truth with Love
“Write it with love,” I kept telling myself as I nervously tried to muster up the words. Writing from the heart was never hard until I realized how much there is to say, and yet so few words to convey. Perhaps that’s why I resort to poetry, it’s the direct link to the heart, to … Continue reading Write Truth with Love
Have You Seen Her Write?
Have you ever seen her write? Have you ever just sat, and watched her surrender as the paper devoured her soul, as the pen carved into the unmarked linings of reproduced trees? I have. I’ve seen her write. I’ve fallen asleep to the image of her etching patches of her soul into her diary. I’ve … Continue reading Have You Seen Her Write?
Wings
I watched as she edged closer to my cliff. I watched as she inhaled my breath. I watched as she glanced down my abyss. I watched as she took the plunge. I watched as she spread her wings. I watched as she fell. I let her fall and I did not catch her -- with … Continue reading Wings
Darkness
She was so consumed by her dark side That she saw with her heart and not with her eyes. M.G.







