Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

I am learning to live while alive. To learn the way of moonlight and stars. To praise when I can and be silent when I can’t. For time is gift and I rather use it wisely dreaming. And dreams take us to places impossible. These dreams are like our heart beat, beating rapidly with each curve we take. Some dreams will take you down a path best reserved for those willing to risk it all. Darkness hides but the sun. It shines brightly on dreams that demand blood, sweat and tears. Sometimes even a a single storm pushes our dreams to zenith.