Our Treasures

• The Road To Rangoon

  The road to Rangoon is not loud.
  It breathes, it lingers,
  in hues of ivory, red, and

• The Her Edition

  The Her Edition

  A soft echo follows silence-
  not louder, just nearer.

  Where The Maximum Minimum

• The Maximum Minimum

  In the silence between lines,
  where the world holds its breath,
  a form begins—not seen, but felt.
  A

• Indigo Eden

  In a mystical realm that stretches beyond all boundaries, each of us holds

• Ink & Ivory

  She sits there with a hint of smile, the simple sweetness of existing, of being,

• Cottage Garden

  Amidst the jubilant sound of spring-filled stream, hills brimming with new sprung buds, she moves

• A Literary Miss

  THERE once was a lit’rary miss;
  And all that she needed for bliss
  Was some

• Broken Brook

  The radiant sun bathing the whole world in a warm glow, the blue

• Safed

  She loved herself
  but didn’t wear it on the outside
  this love came from the

• The Road To Rangoon

  The road to Rangoon is not loud.
  It breathes, it lingers,
  in hues of ivory, red, and

• The Her Edition

  The Her Edition

  A soft echo follows silence-
  not louder, just nearer.

  Where The Maximum Minimum

• The Maximum Minimum

  In the silence between lines,
  where the world holds its breath,
  a form begins—not seen, but felt.
  A

• Indigo Eden

  In a mystical realm that stretches beyond all boundaries, each of us holds

• Ink & Ivory

  She sits there with a hint of smile, the simple sweetness of existing, of being,

• Cottage Garden

  Amidst the jubilant sound of spring-filled stream, hills brimming with new sprung buds, she moves

• A Literary Miss

  THERE once was a lit’rary miss;
  And all that she needed for bliss
  Was some

• Broken Brook

  The radiant sun bathing the whole world in a warm glow, the blue

• Safed

  She loved herself
  but didn’t wear it on the outside
  this love came from the