Dare to love yourself
as if you were a rainbow
with gold at both ends.

Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.

Feet sandaled with dreams tread paths of vision leading to wisdom’s sharp peaks.

Your pain is a school unto itself–– and your joy a lovely temple.

When a reader enters the pages of a book of poetry, he or she enters a world where dreams transform the past into knowledge made applicable to the present, and where visions shape the present into extraordinary possibilities for the future.

The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace.