A poem
Hands held in the darkness
Held in the light
Words whispered
inside our heads
bounce off the sun
and into the heart of God
-Saschia Jayne Johnson
A place where you can be human.
A poem
Hands held in the darkness
Held in the light
Words whispered
inside our heads
bounce off the sun
and into the heart of God
-Saschia Jayne Johnson
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts