What you think of me is none of my business. –Terry Cole-Whittaker
intolerance felt
like silent blows to the heart
winds ever blowing
There are always those who by glance, innuendo or soto voce malign, put down, impune your worth.
As with ill winds, hold your coat close and know the wheel turns, spring comes and karma dictates what goes around comes around.
Perle Champion 