People come and go. We adjust.

A garden is a place of peace

We are never alone

We carry it with us

Sometimes I do not speak

Don't tell me I can't

Connection

Peace has a thousand arms

How do I express what is in my heart?

Peace is the heart of who I am

Wisdom whispers to me

I am mortal, but not tragic

The balance of joy and sorrow

I look in the mirror.

Peace is the destination.

I listen. I say yes.

I reach out. I connect.

I am where I need to be.

I am a creator of hope.

I offer my smile.