Silence isn’t empty It’s full of answers

i sip my coffee, pages turn, a quiet warmth for which i yearn, or watch the smoke rise from a flame, each curl a whisper of a name books lie open, worlds invite, the coffee wakes, the smoke ignites, one steadies heartbeats slow and deep, the other teases where shadows creep choices float between the lines, between the bitter and the signs, yet both accompany the mind, a comfort and a fire combined so which i pick depends on mood, the heart decides its solitude

Your lens determines your mood more than circumstance.

Some roads lead to hell, but the journey is heavenly.

december comes with silver light and whispers promises through the night may happiness fill every space and love trace softly on your face good news arrive in gentle streams blessings fall like winter dreams may warmth and laughter find their way to brighten each and every day let hope unfold its quiet wings and joy take root in simple things let every heart be free to sing and catch the cheer the season brings

My heart is like a filter. The filter can remove all the ugly and unpleasant things and keep the beautiful ones in my mind forever

I was afraid of change Until I realized it was an inevitable part of life In a world full of things temporary and fleeting

sometimes you rise, sometimes you fall but every stumble answers the call victories shine like morning gold and failures whisper what must be told lessons hide in shadows deep where courage wakes from restless sleep each mistake a secret key unlocking who you’re meant to be win or learn, the story bends it shapes the soul and never ends through every loss, through every turn life reminds us: grow, not burn