Rest your heart now, child. For there are higher mountains you must soon climb.

Let the truth and purpose of love guide you. Nothing else, my love.

And the moon reflected in her eyes gave reassurance that she would never be alone.... even if his arms, she was without.

Coffee with cream and early morning poetry really wake the sleeper inside.

As trivial as it may sound to you, can I just rejoice in the reality that today is not yesterday?

I will not allow myself to sleep on foreign grounds.

Everything we know, is everything we don't know. For we are aware only of what's revealed to us, but there is so much more, evolving within the hemispheres of the Earth.

Silence doesn't define you, your actions do. And when I asked if you could sit by my side in a darkly lit church on a chilly November night, you came. You had no words but tears. You were open for me when I needed to be safe and

let things go.

Should I challenge myself, to be braver? Or do I fade away between weeks of summer transitioning to fall?

Those dreams hijacked your peaceful state of mind, slamming you at 850 rounds per minute, an assault riffle crafted with your name emblazoned on its body.

But those dreams meant nothing, they only meant you were unfit to attempt reality.