I stand on the edge As one who once knew anxiety Today it has no foothold Small voices attempt to regain their strongholds But I make them silent One screams "ARE YOU CERTAIN?!" I reply firmly, "Yes." "I am complete, therefore return from where you came, and speak no more." Certainty is mine Today I can … Continue reading The Edge →

The Currawongs enter the garden today A surprise For they are strangers They flock A little fear tugs its way into my heart Superstitions warn me of bad omens Do I welcome them or frighten them away? Will they come to stay or do they forewarn? They show fearlessness Only the Minor Birds welcome them … Continue reading The Currawongs →