when silences speak

words etch into the heart
rhythms make the soul dance
mind takes a surreal flight
when silences speak

I remember

I remember

the first words
the first steps
the first look
the first kiss

I remember

The last kiss
the last look
the last steps
the last words


I remember

The joy beaming
the passions brimming
the Ecstasy building

I remember

The sadness engulfing
the heart tearing
the spirit dwindling

I remember

Dewy

the dewdrops on the flower petals
and on blades of the morning grass
twinkling in the rising shine
all things look divine

dewdrop ,
you are born everyday anew
for the seeking earth consumes,
the lusty sun evaporates,
all that you have to give.

yet you live and laugh
for the loving trees shelter
and the giving flowers nurture
making you what you are!

Dewy

Musings

As I grow older, and as I experience life and relationships I find that I have greater sense of my worth as a woman and who I am as a person.

I am more comfortable in my skin than I was a few years or even a few months ago.

I also am ready for the next stage of my life and the excitement is just making me twinkle to the core!~


I am not restless, but am footloose . I devour each moment in life and sometimes even live a life in a moment.

I am who I am right now because of who I have been in the past. The journey has been rewarding and exciting.

lost and found

Every word was once a poem ..
every song was on someones lips
before it came to yours,
every thought came to someone else too
when it came to you.

- Ansh


*Wrote this sometime in the summer of 2004*