Sometimes: I look In the Mirror Just to See, If Its’ ME

There are times, where my mind seems to find – deepest/darkness of memories but that’s not who I am anymore. All that pain, all that misery wrapped around itself, made something,

beautiful out of me…

I’m watching the snowfall, for the first time, in a long time, sitting by myself, in a warm and comfy chair.

I’ve seen my share – where the world has got its’ shame,

where the world bends,

broken wings are changing,

we’re all feathers together,

colors of the same icy winds

gatherings’ of love,

little crumbs,

things of little breads

feeding our longing soul

everybody needs a little,

so, I’m

exchanging my pain into hope

exchanging my tears into joy

exchanging my loneliness into feathers that fly in the sky

kindness sister Krissy