A cage inside me

I carry a cage around inside me.
In there I keep all those dreams deemed too fragile to birth,
Afraid they’ll evaporate with the sun.
Too many early hopes already now gone.
Is there energy left to build new ones? Continue reading


What Dreams May Come

What dreams have you had for your life? Which ones have stayed with you? Which ones have you let fade to the background?

I have recently had two events happen that have caused me to think about my own dreams for my life in new ways. Continue reading