The Alamo A mission small and old Yet the souls that fought Were strong and bold. On February 23rd Santa Anna started a fight They fought all day and rested at night. The battle raged on It made feelings of fear, loss, and dread At last, March 6th 200 soldiers lay dead. […]
Weeping Willow declining on its own Looking for a deep place A place with shadows A place to call home.
Today was a day of many sorts. Breath in. Breath out. I encountered many emotions throughout. What to do on facing change. Do I sit here in my most imperfect moment and embrace all that is flowing in, good and bad? Karate chop! Zig Zag. Crunch boom bang. I say, sure why not.
Love is the answer to many riddles and anxiety episodes. We are made of cracks and so many different emotions seep into those cracks. Either it blooms into something beautiful or fests into something dirty. But in the end of your humble journey in life, love truly is the answer.
Majesty and the Bees 