I sure you all have been through this before.

The struggle to grow, to change, to make oneself better, to persist, to become. It easy to view those in this struggle as competitors, but that will serve only to deepen our sense of isolation. We are brethren.

Emitting sparks of ingenuity,
Wondrous in its function…..

Poem.

Poem.

Poem.

A heart can simply break.

Some people think love is cliched.

Poem.

Poem.