Catching Light Rays

  The monarchs sail through the rivers of time, rising over the horizon. Flitter, flutter. Strong and beautiful. Floating like a cloud of vibrancy, yearning their journey’s peace. I see them flicker altogether as if they are tiny kites set free. I stand within their flock, while they drift past me like leaves of autumn….

Eyes of Faith

My wishes were never heard, no matter how much I yearned to be free from the hands of sorrow. I need to search for a different place, one where I can let go. I look into those eyes one last time, which hold all of the world’s memories. They harden as I speak the poisonous words…