Ferns growing from fractures in the stone

This one felt like a warm light in a cold room.

Always learning, always growing, and always striving to make a difference.

I make the abstract visible through design.

Thank you for being the kind of person who notices.

You let the weight breathe, and so did I.

Your comment settled like light on still ground.

So grateful for your kind eyes and heart.

This chair remembers more voices than I do.

Beyond the gate, twilight listens. And so do I.

Sometimes I forget what brought me here. I never forget why I stayed.

This is the sound of nothing and everything.

Like a fragment of a dream I forgot to write down

This didn’t tell me what to feel—it let me feel.