It could be the spring storm of snow and rain— Flooding the cornfield, and finches, chickadees flocked To the feeders next to the dwarf weeping cherry In front of the window, I open the medicine box, looking for grace— The best kind for healing and mending unfinished words. It’s Tuesday, the day after Monday, and … Continue reading Grace
Author: yennayi
I was born and raised in the South Korea and now I live in Massachusetts for the past 15 years after having lived in many different parts of the world. I work as a psychotherapist in my private practice. I just finished writing my memoir, "Ring of Fire" and waiting to be published.
Khalil Gibran
Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
March snow
The daffodil and crocus stand in the March snow.