The journey of the soul. How conscious are we, if we are?
Author: Mlaure
Mlaure... yes. Just me and my self. Enjoy! Share, like and comment. Thank you!
The edges of the day
The edges of the day between dawn and evening falls. Twilights of the night or morning sun of a new day?
Silver and white
Silver and white. A poem for lovers and people who just got married… and for those who celebrate a jubilee
Raven bringer of Light
The raven, not just a black bird or bad omen! Rather a mythic compnion and friend
Try to remember
Try to remember or have you forgotten. Priorities change as one grows older. And memories fade.