The Freshness- Rumi

When it’s cold and raining, you are more beautiful. And the snow brings me even closer to your lips. The inner secret, that which was never born, you are that freshness, and I am with you now. I can’t explain the goings, or the comings. You enter suddenly, and I am nowhere again. Inside theContinue reading “The Freshness- Rumi”

Never Alone

Lighting strikes Breaking the silence Sound so deafening My breath catches All alone In the night sky All alone In the universe You call my name I hear And smile No boundaries Can separate us. by Tricia Chatterton (somewhere in the 90’s).  All Rights Reserved.