A Poem: Two little words that are not always said at the times they should be.

Knowing an elderly man for a short time put an impact on our life.Old time stories of past adventures leaves us in amazment.

How often we look at others and what their life seems to be and wish our life was just like theirs or better. We envy them. Truth is, the grass is seldom greener on the other side of the fence. Read more…

Everything is there for the taking.

The prospect of death coming sooner that expected.

Imagine a world where you have lost the precious gift of sight, of ever seeing the face of your beloved again. Imagine what a blessing dreams become…..

Finding ecstasy in life is a process of knowing and exploring our own identity. Our own identity is often reflected from the opinion of other people about us. Just like a mirror reflects our image. This post contradicts popular belief and tells us that living with the power of divinity leads us to ecstasy. We cannot find meaning in the eyes of other people.

Do not kill your old horse! It is the message that this story want to tell you.

We all have that special friend that we will such nice words to:

Poem about honoring, respecting and appreciating all the colors of humanity.