A smile is but a…

Your smile is warmth to the very root of who I am. It’s a dream while I’m awake, a brief respite from reality to this…this…space where the beauty of your love in all of its scintillating gentleness is received. Kept. Treasured. Identically returned to you.

O how I…

A simple thought.

Maybe the way you place your hand on mine.

Perhaps how your eyes penetrate to where my love resides…

Endless occurences and instances.

The ponderance of any one of them.

A journey of peaceful content.



You see things differently. You laugh at things that often don’t seem humorous to others. You break out in a smile for no apparent reason because of something you thought about. Sometimes others seem to stare at you for doing something that you deem normal. You’re an original. Keep your shine.

You might wear something that’s not trendy, but you like a lot and are comfortable in. You might use words, phrases, or even slang that may not seem relevant in today’s society. Your music tastes are eclectic; you listen You like art that others don’t appreciate or understand.

Different to some, strange to others. But at the end of the day, you are you. Unique, one-of-a-kind, special, gifted. You have talents, abilities, and insights that others only wish they could have., and eventually attempt to imitate. You are you. Be that. Shine.

Be comfortable in your own skin, for it is yours to be comfortable in. Never apologize for who you are, rather celebrate it. Continue to do you without hesitation or regret. Be confident in yourself. If you don’t, who will?

Be yourself, and be at peace with that.




Although the crowd is intense, I do not take notice.

In the midst of hustle and bustle

everyone rushing to get somewhere

echoes of the voices of thousands

My attention centering on only one.

Feathery lightness…sweet like Hawaiian cane

accompanying smile of elegant delicacy

For a moment, time  ceases to exist

I love that place because it is ours.