Zhenobiah

Stretch yourself beyond your limits. Forget the fear of over stretching because if snapped, you'll bounce back. And once you’ve snapped, you'll tie yourself and pretty knot. Now with your new knot, you’ll stretch just that little bit further. People will say that you’ll lose your marbles, But there's no fun in playing safe. A few marbles are worth a long and beautiful stretch And of course,you know marbles have a way of finding you again; In the dark mostly, jammed between your toes. So stretch yourself beyond your limits. Because when you snap and bounce back, You’ll go further than you’ve ever dreamed.

Writing is the re-purposing of many words. To write is to enlighten and to give and to inform. To write is to bring creation of new myth and legends for future kind to find. And should our writings stand strong against the rapid slope of entropy, to be one day re discovered, our words will be re-purposed, as we once re-purposed them ourselves.

If the world has touched you in a way that left a blistered mark, Will you let it faze you, or let it change your humble heart. Though the world will hurt you, It cannot control you. So lets forget about the bruises We'll weather the storm with no more expectation!

There’s an Owl in my tea… She’s bathing sweetly in the brew, Her furrowed brow shows she’s in thought. I watch her with a wide eyed stare. She leaps out from my mug Her flapping wings splatter my dear diary, Then she lands and plods along the pages. Her tiny claws etch intricate patterns. I shoo her away as the night turns into dawn. My Owl heaves a hefty sigh and I smile. With one cheeky wink and a flick of a wing she’s gone and I lay my heavy head to rest.