Composing verses about Religion and Easter is writing about the passage from unawareness to knowing.
The more furious the burst, the more you can taste the strength of your erect silhouette and your roots extended to the depth. Mother Earth sustains you, but it needs your roots to sponsor the outbreak of your majesty.
Aspirations made poetry arising from my daily meditation on love.
I trust my capacity to ride the waves without drowning myself.
The rain has come to show you who you can be.
Verses disposed towards Awakening.