If our eyes are windows to the soul,
why do we so often fail to see the reality?
Chasing the wind, as it swirls and moans. As ominous dark clouds stream across the sky. Hiding a…
A horse is poetry in motion. ~Unknown To find your passion Hoof beats flying like the wind Beautiful…
listen to the echoes of your heart each beat contains your past and future #JustBelieve #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople
As I celebrate my birthday this month I wonder still…, but I rest assured in the spoken and…