Little bird, singing praises
Outside my windowsill
Rising warm sun on the horizon
Reminding me, God loves me still
When I feel lonely or discouraged
Feel abandoned or unsure
I turn my vision to the only
Source of comfort; Love that’s pure
Little bird, singing praises
Outside my windowsill
Rising warm sun on the horizon
Reminding me, God loves me still
When I feel lonely or discouraged
Feel abandoned or unsure
I turn my vision to the only
Source of comfort; Love that’s pure
Trusting myself to breathe
Is easier said than done
When a smooth cool hand
Embraces mine tenderly
No possession, a unity
An air of belonging
That tingles my sense of elation
Turns the volume up
In the world once void of sound
Concurrently, my focus is absorbed
With being in the moment
Alive, unfettered, freely expressing
Anticipating the next breath
With a reciprocal agreement
A bonding of lungs and air
I didn’t realize I needed
My dead are buried here
Cycling the winds of change
Filling my hourglass with the sands
of moments spent with true hearts
moments charged with life’s passing
Experience dictating lessons
of community
of unity
of vision
A tribal pulse weaving roots
deep into the soil of my hearth
fashioning the cloak of enduring life
a version of immortality
told in legends measured by grains
creating a life worth living
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Life is a patchwork of moments — laughter, solitude, everyday joys, and quiet aches. Through scribbled stories, I explore travels both far and inward, from sunrise over unfamiliar streets to the comfort of home. This is life as I see it, captured in ink and memory. Stick around; let's wander together.
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