Evolving Image

“If life were a canvas, then we’d be the painting—always and forever evolving, are we, the image.” ... This short collection of spoken word poetry is just as much for (and about) me as it is for (and about) you: the lover, the dreamer, the flawed, the misunderstood—the image that is still evolving. May these words that illustrate my own questions and complexities about ‘Love,’ ‘Life,’ and ‘The Self’ resonate with you, and provide a bit of perspective.