Slow

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Plant me near the highway so I can hear the exhaust of fast cars but still grow slow. Love always, Esha ❤

Reflection: Me and Poetry

Photo by Eva Elijas on Pexels.com Me And Poetry Every time, I'm feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It's my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going. Love always, Esha ❤

To Sow Shade

Photo by Felix Mittermeier on Pexels.com To Sow Shade It looks bad. No visible progress made kind of bad. No goals for greatness achieved. By all accounts the situation looks quite dismal. But such is the nature of a seed. You sow it and hope for growth. Along the way a storm comes to water … Continue reading To Sow Shade

Thinking: A Little Sparkle

A Little Sparkle We are swept away by the beauty of the little things. Like the sparkle of desire reflecting off a lover's eyes. Two people caught in the moment, memorized. Love always, Esha ❤