Faith… a long way away from Home

Judge all you want, But that woman who doesn’t want to birth her own, Feeds the stray dogs around her apartment.   That man who maintains a spic and span apartment, Has been brought up in squalor all his life. So judge his minimalistic life. Judge all you want.   That woman with the hijab…

You are just right.

You put your head against mine, Suddenly I am grateful for how tall you are, Your forehead sits just right on mine.   Your fingers find me gently, They caress parts of me, I didn’t know existed.   You snuggle into my neck, And I am grateful for the way you fit into me.  …

That moment..

That moment when you hug with all your soul, and inwardly become ready to say goodbye When you want to feel all of them, and leave it all behind When you don’t want the moment to end, and suddenly become aware of the passage of time When you dread the end of the story, but…