Wandering Mind and the Thoughts I Find

Words have a habit of shaping reality.They can tear you down or raise you from the rubble.Breathe life or take it away.You create the world you want by speaking your words.Piece by piece, as I learn to speak the language of love,The voids in my body become full and reinforced.So that no other words can dismantle me againMy poems and art are glimpses into my world. I share them in hopes of connecting with other wandering minds.