Wednesday, June 5, 2024

Let The Rain Wash Your Heart Clean

The moonlight, cold and bright, soothes the heart.
The heavy rain a balm to the soul.
The muddy puddle carries the scent of the earth.
The flower blooms eternally transfixing.
Wind-swept, rain-drenched, muddied, and transfixed.
Once again, the descent was arrested. And you've been saved.

The Truth Shall Set You Free

Many societal ills seem convoluted and hopelessly linked to larger ills that persist since time immemorial, and therefore, this leads us to ...