Cold and thin was the air.
And I felt it filling up my lungs and blowing through my hair.
A soft smile covered my overheated face.
In the far and over all beauty I would gaze.
Suddenly I heard bells ring in the sky.
And a tear fell from my eye.
Doors
“Growth is closing doors and open new ones by yourself.”
M.P.Yasmine
Eyes
“I have a new pair of eyes. They love to weep a little more lately of all the beauty they’re able to see.”
M.P.Yasmine
Happiness
”It is truly a challenge for someone with anxiety to create opportunities for long term happiness.
Don’t let it stop you from trying.”
M.P.Yasmine
Writing
”Let us start writing again.
Not in pain, nor happiness,
But in dying and rising.”