effortfully climbing asteep mountain pathi sit down for a rest withthe sun leaving a warmimpression on my back asmy nose tickles the deadof night while i patientlyawait the inevitable turnof events so i can reach mycastle summit
“Your cold would explain why your adrenal glands are all over the place,” my Doctor of Naturopathic Medicine looks at me, the expression on her face best described as dumbfounded, “but why your liver is acting up is beyond me.” “What does my liver represent?” As I squeeze the metal handle I give my eyes … More Personal | A-liver And Kicking
today i let my head downnot to mourn you or be sadnot to cling to your existenceor hold on to selfish love today i let my head downfor life itself calling you homefor unwanted arms letting you goand for your presence until today i bow my head for youout of the deepest respectand feelings of … More Poem | head down
like petals of a flowerfalling softly on tender soilyears count up aslife counts downthe blooming long since passedyet a core infinitely young
I press my right foot down just a little deeper – gently, but steadfastedly. Normally I don’t speed, but this feels like an exceptional situation, so I’m sure it’s allowed if I surpass the speed limit by just a few miles an hour? Although I’ve made it a habit never to rush while actively partaking … More Personal | Rush Hour
i care not for butterflies butgive me rainbows andi will smile in recognitionof something bigger thanmyself visible yet intangible likethe meanings in life thati try to comprehendwhile missing my ownmagic mix water and sunlight assadness and joy wouldcombine into beauty pureto find that ever hiddentreasure
Strange how two weeks can change drinking coffee from a normal everyday activity into a milestone. It’s been precisely one week since I’ve witnessed my mother in a hospital bed, chained not to a ball but to an IV drip and with a tube dangling from her nose so a bag can feed her properly. … More Personal | Paper Thin
a sole splinter of gratitudeundoes years of harmlike a solitary ray of sunreveals the secrets of the dark
the secret of growingis not: living like forever youthfulis not: veiling the unwelcomeis not: saying yes to all but you the secret of growingis not so secret at all it lies in duly planting your feetone in front of the otherembracing what waswelcoming what is to comeand daring to look up aboveso the sunlight can … More Poem | the secret of growing
the best days in your lifeare those that turn sleepingintoan amateur version of dreamingwhen the world around youworks hard to mould your heartintoa bursting core of gratitude after you gave grand desiresmore than few gentle pushesintorealities many dreams longed for
Elle Vampa 