And… I threw away her purse today And inside were bits of me The purse was old and tattered Just as she was at the end Her mind was...

And … There but for the Grace of God go I With finger tips of blue I am blessed with children who can see and feel And paint the skies of...

And… Betrayal slips around my soul and shoulders like the fog encompassing me softly and securely The cool warmth hides the smiles of...

Inspiration comes in many forms.... It is not only looking under rocks or at the sky ~ it is looking within oneself and finding the deep...