Joy is the walk, footsteps we take regardless of our circumstances.
Love is zest, the embrace of one another unconditionally without preconceived notion. Hope is a corridor of tomorrow.
Peace is be still and know that He is always with us.
Breathing is the moment we say Amen!
Do you see it?
Nope, I don’t
I can’t see it.
There, it is,
carved out in a simple quote
metamorphosed into a catalog of unknowns!
Paddington Station, London
Intense feeling traveling down the road
dragging the body side to side
zigzagging to the end of the shop on hands and knees.
It stencil shadows on the ground
ushering pain and torture until it decapitates
one wallet and soul at a time
leaving a crime scene photo of generous nightmares
engrained into helping
not legislating the heart
out of place
the creepy-crawly that holds self.