Evalisy:
“I believe in the flesh and the appetites; Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each part and tag of me is a miracle.” Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Evalisy:
In the attic of my mind is where my darkest secret lie low. Dusty words, long left unspoken, stay hidden. Burdens of the past and fears of all my tomorrows seek refuge. Isolated but centered, i turn within to make peace, to make amends, to make sense.
Evalisy:
No me llores, no, porque si lloras yo peno. En cambio si tu me cantas yo siempre vivo y nunca muero
Evalisy:
I witness the darkness and call on the light with my prayer: Thank you Universe, for guiding me to perceive this fear through the eyes of the teacher of love
