why i started

To accept my power  I Stand in the bullseye of me as what I am That is where I aim. Sometimes,  the emotions of  my stories  Pushes my arrow off. In the  beautiful silence of windless days The bullseye is all know Because that is what l I am. empowerment It's a bumpy road With stubbed  toes And bloody shins. Its saying good bye to what I know and thought I was To discover myself that was lost and forgotten decades ago.

  The blackness of a cloudy summer night Where  that  which is known Remains unseen The trailhead shown by the flicker of a firefly. Comforted by a gentle breeze My cheek is wet with your   kiss  Within the   mist  a message I have been heard before, "Know me as I Am" Your presence is clearer when the mist of my  mind  is gone "I know you as I am" a  twinkling star The mist is lifting I see my north star I am publishing tis before its ready. enjoy thanks RMS RIP