buried in wilted boxes
long ago treasures old
notes from friends in passing
finds a poem you wrote
to a young girl lost amidst
busy hallways and lockers
an introduction, it made a smile
bold move for a young man
rereading those words written
today the sunrise remembers you.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
“If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.” ― Joseph Campbell
Mozambican-born Portuguese South African; reflecting on travel, writing, editing, life, family and change that has social impact; chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher
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The Path Towards Transformation
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