Beautifully HumanWe are all beautifully human. Sometimes we break, Sometimes we get angry,Sometimes we lose hope, But most importantly, We are still beautifully human. Vulnerable. Unique. Enduring.We are no less a person for our hurt.

RescueI took my heart back. Beacuse no one could treasure it in the way they should have.

Tough times are kept for the most angelic souls Pushed to their greatness by a universe That loves them with a fiery rush of loveThrough the essence of God in showers of the divineSomething that can never be extinguishedBroken or untied Star-lit souls with tenacious heartsThe ones that blossom while healing their scarsTough times there are But fade they will And you will go on To rise more wonderfully than ever before

Porcelain Heart I have grown into meI have become And I have swapped my pain for compassion My hurt for healing And my wounds for wisdom So I thank you To all those that demolished who I was So I could finally become And find the strongest parts of me Breaking the shellFrom the weaknesses of all those so cocooned in their unease

Single parenthood:Where you bite every bulletSuck up spells of pouring rain And wake with open woundsStill dripping with the liquid of yesterday's pain The objective being to simply get up, withstand, endure Fight an inch harder, love a little moreAnd draw a smile on your faceTie a ribbon of calm around your racing heartFor the one(s) that you so beautifully adore

There is always a voyage to our dreams and ambitions; a passage of ascension with many stops and starts along the way. In utilizing all that we have from within we become more skillful through any struggle to get to our place of passion and peace.

Depth of Desperation Don’t succumb to the sorrow that seeds anxiety into your soulYou are desperate because you feelYou are determined because you allow yourself to feelAnd you refuse to give up on a dream, a wishA hope that is embedded within youAnd that is truly beautiful

In all that we lose, we rediscover a hidden part of ourselves. Loss is a road toward self discovery because it is only when we are stripped back to nothing, that we realise how truly valuable we are.

Heart of Humility: poem excerptIn a world full of brashness, pretence and bravado, Humility is undoubtedly a rare, And wonderful gift.