Unordered Tales

A Woman of Substance

A Woman Of Substance It's not beauty in the face of the woman you see, for she's not extra pretty, she doesn't appear to be brilliant, but she is certainly resilient.

ALARMED

I rested my mind with the silence of the midnight hour. When sleep arrived, I was quite ready for my cosmic drift. I floated along in tranquillity, like a celestial body. Relaxed by ethereal breezes