I’ve had a rather radical facelift.
Some of you may remember my old look. It was getting a little outdated; you could even say, ancient: Continue reading
I’ve had a rather radical facelift.
Some of you may remember my old look. It was getting a little outdated; you could even say, ancient: Continue reading
The sunset sky, shining with an array of hues
Silently declares your creativity
And I wonder if you crafted me
From such a vast palette of colours.
Right now I feel only grey and drab.
Then I remember I am your “poiema”, your masterpiece
Of which you are the most proud.
Forgive me for not reflecting your glory, like that still sky
For repressing my creative radiance
For feeling unworthy
When I am shaped in your very own image. Continue reading