caterpillar sheds its skin to find the butterfly within ~ Donovan
Freedom isn't something we're given. It's something we have to fight for - not once or twice, not just when it's convenient or when it affects us personally - but all the time. Freedom is something that, if you grow complacent, can slip away from you before you know it.
A poem about two lovers.
I feel connected to the changing seasons where I live. The turn of the year is an recurrent experience of which I never tire...
In the days to come, the minutes I have away from my studies and my family, I’m going to spend enjoying every moment of spring I can soak up...
Ashes - a poem to tide you wonderful folks over until I finish writing my next post.
A Life Unpolished 