i will not mute my voice
to make you comfortable
i will not dull the colors
of my thoughts or feelings
to fit inside your ignorance
every word i speak
carries fire, carries truth
even if it burns the fragile air around you
i am not a shadow
to fade at your unease
i am a storm, a spark, a flame
and i will not be dimmed
for your fear of light
my voice is mine
raw, unedited, alive
and it will ripple through the walls you build
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i will not mute my voice
to make you comfortable
i will not dull the colors
of my thoughts or feelings
to fit inside your ignorance
every word i speak
carries fire, carries truth
even if it burns the fragile air around you
i am not a shadow
to fade at your unease
i am a storm, a spark, a flame
and i will not be dimmed
for your fear of light
my voice is mine
raw, unedited, alive
and it will ripple through the walls you build
It’s good to leave each day behind,
Like flowing water, free of sadness.
Yesterday is gone and its tale told.
Today new seeds are growing.

The richest person is not the one who has the most, but the one who needs the least.
You are not responsible for
For the versions of you
That exist in other people’s minds.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.


A smile can travel far and wide
it needs no language, none to guide
it crosses seas, it climbs the skies
and lights the dark in others’ eyes
it speaks of hope, of love, of cheer
its gentle voice is always near
no words can match the sound it makes
the way it lifts, the peace it wakes
so when you grin, the world will know
the beauty that your lips can show
for smiles connect both near and far
a quiet, universal star




Time travels at different speeds for different people.
I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for,
who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.
― William Shakespeare,
Even in a loud and harsh world, your quiet kindness can bring peace, comfort, and light.
A gentle soul often heals what loud voices cannot.


i planted hope where no one would see
tended the quiet, the calm, the plea
and yet they took what i had sown
a prize, a medal, a fame of their own
my hands grew weary, my heart stayed true
while coins fell into a stranger’s view
the world may cheer for another’s name
but peace is mine, it cannot be claimed
i stand unbowed, my spirit wide
the honor lives deep, it will not hide
no gold, no prize, no public acclaim
can erase the fire that still burns the same