22 Quotes by Carolyn Riker

When life feels opaque as if the threads are snared along a cliff of disbeliefand the music of sunlight can’t discover you, let solitude welcome you.

You can’t push what isn’t ready to grow. You can’t dream until you let go.

Poetry is raw, real, and pure; it is the spirit under the chaos and the very real dragons battled within. The demons and angels and the voices are often heard and necessary to field the conflicts of understanding, the dance of relationships, the revolving translucent doors leading to infinity; the prose is endless.

Every snowflake is a glass bell pressing my heart to hear the soul of the earth and I can’t help but to weep for its beauty has the profundity of angels as they speak.

The Moon is always there. A half blink of shadow, a crescent of an eyelash, opulent in fullness, spellbound in nothingness, and a friend.

I’m not of this world;it pains me deeply. So, each nightjust to survive, I snip a piece of mountain, sea or sky and fly.

Love protects and bends and holds the cosmos to propagate creativity so that imagination can suspend stories long enough to enter through unseen doors and visit so the truths can be held, told, and supported.

I’m going to give you a handful of wildflowers so, each petal that falls will remind you that the earth breathes, and the moon rises.

She threw a lasso over summer and rested in the grasses, realizing betrayal wouldn’t hurt as much, if she didn’t care.