True Self
As difficult as threading a needle riding bareback on a bucking horse, is the study of the true owner of my observations. Who does the watching
Ode to Peace
They told me you were stillness: the lake with no wind, the held breath, the shut door, the white and waiting room where nothing is allowed to move.
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Letters from the Ashram - A Short Story
Before Danny, a widower of three years, needed a change. He and Norma had been together for 45 years—a marriage that felt like a rollercoaster