my doves poem by steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

My secret sign

Life lessons followed by a 'sign'. my doves land before or after when change comes. I hear them from time to time coming in the distance. their 'distinctive' sound the flutter of their wings landing by poolside perching on the wrought iron fence drinking water from the bird bath hopping up on the block wall… Continue reading My secret sign

spirituality, coming of age, evolvement, poetry, steven humphreys

The temple door

the vacation begins with or without me for today I am not going to go anywhere but where I am right now I will stay I will be as the shadow there will be no substance left to me I will be absorbed silence calmness gentle breeze letting go of wanting I want not today… Continue reading The temple door