When I stopped talking to myself I found the truth All the thoughts from my past that I carried into my present Attempting to make a way into my future were no longer true My new thoughts were no longer attached To relationships that were intensely passionate Obviously empty and ending with no rhyme nor reason Something went wrong and I always thought it was me The unfinished never started ideas I had Brilliant ideas that would eventually manifest By the faith and talent of others Since anything divine must find feet, Walk and be a vessel for God’s good work The injured embryos Never given the chance to share their energy through me I pray their spirits were given another place to grow and birth
Desta
“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta
"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ” Zora Neale Hurston