The struggle

Cloud-like, her self worth

forms, floats,drifts, fades, dissipates,

fettered to their whims,

those wretched conflicting thoughts

blustering within.

 

 

*Photo by Niklas Hamann on Unsplash

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Spring, a beginning

Paused in winter’s lull,

life’s breath awakens, unfurls

rebirth to spring’s steps.

 

 

*Image captured by Mylilplace

 

How did we get here…

How did we become

minds dead to sound reasoning,

numb to violence,

our fears conned into hatred?

 

 

 

*Photo by Kat Jayne from Pexels