This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
The food lives not
It was cut from the root
Drained of it substance
It breathes no longer
Seeking sunlight no more
It’s days of grazing ran short
It’s freedom to roam cut off
While the world turned
The breeze blew
Days went on
While life was taken to sustain another’s…
The calf grew strong
Love always, Esha
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Gloom is a shadow that thankful souls don’t need. Cast it aside like bad food. Don’t consume the sadness created by the few. Who seek ignorance and ignore the truth. Stand up against the rising feeling of anxiety. Do not eat of it’s fruit. It grows in the world like mold taking to old bread. Too far to be reversed to blackened to get ahead. Walk a different path instead. Go against the grain.
Love always, Esha
I don't have enough food to feed you. My reservoir lacks the means to kept the thirst away. But for the rest of my menial existence... My heart will give your love a place to stay.
Love always, Esha
