Howling

Golden moon gleams bright Beast howls, writhing in torment Metamorphosis

Tranquility Interrupted

My soul, a translucent pond, Waters clear, imbued with the light Of the golden burning sun Not a drop disturbed, Not a wave displaced, Until inevitably, Another comes along

Beacon of Hope

Follow its path and seek hope Grip this dream of eternal peace

Monday Motivation #16

I just want to let you know, things will get better. It could take days, months, maybe even years. Regardless, brighter horizons are awaiting you. And someday, they will be golden.