I am a weaver,
Of sounds, of words, of stories.
I don’t often share mine,
Not directly,
But I’ll combine strings of different tales,
Realities,
To create new ones.
It’s more about the lessons to learn
Than the realities lived.
Reality is relative,
After all.
There’s so much that’s so vibrant,
The colors, tastes, sounds, smells.
I do my best to capture it all,
To share my world,
As I’ve seen it, understood it.
To entertain and to teach.
It’s as much for me as for you.
It is my being, laid bare.
The Vibrant Depths 