My heart is open. My heart is broken. My heart is falling in love again.


I do it daily ~ fall in love with life that is.


I dance for meditation.
I pray with every step.


My bicycle  is my savoir.
The mother is my muse.


My spirit could use strengthening
My edges long to soften.


I want to believe my life matters.
I want to believe your life matters.


Actually I believe it’s accidental.

I believe we make our own matter.