There was a time when morningsunfolded slowly,Italy’s cobblestones beneath me,France’s light brushing my skin.Days filled with yoga,pedicures, unhurried walkswith my dog,and sleep like the world owed meevery dream.I woke late, lingeredon the patio with a book,the sun warm on my shoulders,time, a currentI drifted upon. Back then, I knewthe luxury of details—shaved legs, pressed jeans,a … Continue reading Poet’s Corner – Shadows and Secrets