Scott: Memory - a poem about legacy
If there is one thing left after we’re gone,
one small thing that matters,
even an echo in a canyon,
even a faint scent on a breeze,
then we haven’t lived in vain,
have we?
Spoken Word
Julia: Because I’m Me - a celebration of being
Because I’m me, I get to feel the thunder,
and see how life expands inside a bloom.
Because I’m me I dare to touch the sunset,
and walk at ease under a silver moon.
Julia: Life at Dawn - a poem about life
Nothing goes and nothing comes of nothing
there is essence in the word of truth
we are small and meek into the vastness
of the worlds beyond the sights of youth.
Samantha: Bliss - a poem about walking in beauty
There are rare moments when I can feel the world’s beauty. Not see it but feel it with my whole being in a way that is extraordinary and beyond words and whose every reverberation engenders bliss. For a fleeting moment I get to peek through a very thick veil into the splendor of a hidden realm.
Eliza: Beginning Alchemy - a poem about life’s transformations
A treasure of perfume surrounds me.
I'm poised to fill little thimbles with happiness essence: the smaller than fingertips whimsical toys, all doors making way for the memories' entrance.