You can censor the person. Take the pen away from the writer. Hide the mic from the host. Cover the tracks left by those who dropped breadcrumbs. But no one can stop the truth. It comes out eventually. Like a mother in labor, no one can reverse it’s arrival. Instead we all must live with … Continue reading Eventually
Photo by Esha Montgomery I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning Let the tambourines shake Let the bass drop Let truth clash against lies like strong tides, Hitting the desolate shore We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob We need freedom like a plant requiring soil Like a lamp … Continue reading Freedom Rings
Photo by Artem Saranin on Pexels.com Autumn Dreams The fall is falling down Like yellow, orange, red and brown leaves That transitioned into an autumn dream We look at your change for inspiration These hues suit the mood of pumpkin and squash We look for the spice of it all in the feeling of fall … Continue reading Autumn Dreams
Rest What is rest? Somewhere to sit and take in the last rays of sun as you watch the shifting tide. It is a fading and reappearing ship that travels to unknown destinations in search of deep, cool water to drop anchor. Love always, Esha ❤
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