In fact, myself.I am, in fact, myself.I feel, in fact, myself.I see, in fact, myself.For all the striving and struggling,The years where mirrors hid tears, fears and nothingness,I am starting to see.Where the air is clear and the trees part,Amber honey with their changing leaves,And make way.A clearing.A gateway.A door.Welcoming me in.Welcoming me home.Through the... Continue Reading →