I am back. I am alive. I am breathing.
I survived. I am crossing. I am loving.

I am me, myself, and I.

I am writing poetry! I am doing very well.
How and why? Another blog post. Another day.

Today is a beautiful day. Always a day for poetry.
That is how I keep flowing, in darkness and in light.
Poetry is an outlet for the profound and the mundane.
Fascinating forum for understanding and misunderstanding.
Read on face value, read between the lines, sex through subtext.