Three Pillars

Before I stood

Tall on my beliefs

all three of them

thinking they would not change

but then
I found him,
the one,
then one by one my pillars crumbled
and fell

I try to keep my balance

 I fall
I fear I will lose myself
 as I fall
I grow wings

 and fly

Chai Spice Tea

I love Chai tea, so when I found chai spice tea bags at the store I created this recipe. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Serves 2 to 3
Things you’ll need
Two Chai Spice tea bags.
2 cups of water
¼ cup milk
1 teaspoon sugar
1. Put the teabags and water in pot and bring to a boil. Watch carefully!
2. Once it comes to a boil add milk. And bring to a boil again.
3. Add sugar

The Winter of the Soul

fall is coming
the days grow shorter
the nights come earlier
the chill in the air matches my heart

A Poem by Mr. Iago

One Step forward at a time

I'm going to start telling the truth of my life as well as my mind. If you read everything on here bit by bit you will learn of not only my mind and soul but of my life as well. I'm worrying less about what people think of me and opening up more. This is my life and I am finally taking it back into my hands. This is the point where the history of my journey comes into the moon light.

You can follow or stay behind that is up to you but I shall continue.

The Beauty of Night

The Beauty of the Night

Night time is my favorite time, especially in the spring and winter months.
In the spring the night air often smells of the coming rain. It is a beautiful fresh clean scent that makes you want to take a deep meditative breath. I have found that you can also see the moon as well. There is nothing better than laying on a blanket spread on the ground with a loved one looking up at the stars and enjoying the fresh clean air.

Yet it is just as nice to be outside looking at the stars in the arms of a loved one in winter. During the winter the stars are so clear. You can almost always make out the constellations. When the moon is full late at night the world changes. You can watch everything turn a silvery white where the snow or frost is lit up by the moon light.
Night time will always be my favorite time. I will always be a child of the night at heart.

Will you come join me in the beautiful night air?