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The Leaves of My Soul
It is said that an apple doesn’t fall far from the trees but what if when the trees dies and you are left in the shadows of their deaths with feelings of darkness weakness emptiness and helplessness. That’s what I felt when my father and mother’s branches broke from the family tree leaving my own to bear the fruit to bear the burdens of life storms and responsibilities. I had always looked to my father and mother and now having to look at myself. I was an invisible man, invisible because I felt lost to unknown with no identity. I was a black seed buried in desert sands when writing found and like drops of water words moistened my mouth. I felt movements of thoughts in my mind that sprout seedlings shoots of short stories and poems. I found strength in placing words on blank pages, in fact I found myself. The more I wrote, the more light shed the mask of darkness and the more my purpose became clear. I decided to share some of my inspirations in this book “The Leaves of My Soul”. I have come to realize that the pages of this book are comprised of the healing process from boyhood to manhood. I also realized that it’s time to turn over a new leaf this chapter called life and bear fruit for the future.
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