Grand Alchemy

At the core of your soul,

Woman, you are divine!

The epitome of raw, unadulterated power and beauty.

An elixir of kindness, courage and strength.

Fearfully and wonderfully made.

The product of grand alchemy.

In the Arms of Sorrow

Under the sun there is a season for everything,
Eventually, the dust will settle
And there will be light at the end of the tunnel,
Pain demands to be felt;
feeling is what makes us human,
And that is the thing –
To feel it but do not live with it.

Magnum opus

You can never please everybody.