Brave Wings

Just when the caterpillar thinks its world has ended, it grows a pair of wings and turns into a beautiful butterfly.

~Soma Persaud




Nature’s Way


Once upon a quiet summer day,

Let’s take a look at the symphony of nature’s way.

Inhale the scent of the fresh air,

While feeling the wind between your hair.

The grass will graze between your toes,

Smell the flowers with your nose.

Clouds will form images within the skies,

And the light will glisten in your eyes.

Look across the meadow’s way,

And you shall see a young goat play.

Hear the buzzing of the bees,

Climb the tallest willow trees.

When altogether all seems sound,

Lay yourself upon the ground.

Take a moment to inhale,

And listen to Nature tell her tale.




It moves and It moves not.
It is far and also It is near.
It is within and also It is without all this.

It is near to those who have the power to understand It,
For It dwells in the heart of every one;
But It seems far to those whose mind is covered by the clouds of sensuality and self-delusion.
It is within, because It is the innermost Soul of all creatures;
And It is without as the essence of the whole external universe,
Infilling it like the all-pervading ether.

– The Upanishads




“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. ‘Time’ for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”

~Roman Payne


Dream On


There’s a place where I go that no one else knows,
Where mysteries abound and excitement grows.
A place out of reach of any man’s hands,
Safely secluded in a far away land
Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder
The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder.
I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace
For someone to follow and discover my space
Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets
Away from the world and all of its threats.
It’s mine and mine alone!
The only place I can call my own.
I treasure the moments spent in this realm
Where anything is possible and I’m at the helm.
This place I describe is all that it seems …
It’s a magical place I call my dreams.

~John Raines

Be Free


I can be anything

You want me to be.

I can turn down my voice,

Follow your dreams,

But in the end

I wouldn’t really be me.

I’d be an imperfect version

Of whom you want me to be,

Waiting for the day

I could finally be free.

~Christy Ann Martine

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