Day 220: “The Hum of the Beetle”
When I see a beetle,
I don’t feel fear
Instead I’m reminded
To live a little
To live my life
Because death is coming
But life is now
Day 220: “The Hum of the Beetle”
When I see a beetle,
I don’t feel fear
Instead I’m reminded
To live a little
To live my life
Because death is coming
But life is now
Day 193: “Magic”
Poetry is magic
A spell to release
feel
expel
It’s magic that heals
conjures
expands
There’s energy behind each word
It goes the direction you choose
What will I focus my magic on today?