About the Author
There are two prayers in the struggle of life:
Do not stretch me for I will break
Stretch me and allow the seed of truth to reach the next generation, the next full heart.
I choose the latter

I am a shy poet and creator of ideas and activity seeking to remain visible only through my writing and swirling yellow.   I answer to the name of Zenovia by choice.

Heraclitus wrote ' one must remain dark and obscure '. 
I am not a poet for a hobby or to be remembered but because by nature and by choice,
I voice many voices in the search for truth, in the search for love in life.

I voice the human heart but the human heart does not have my name on it.   
I write for those who do not have a voice or feet to dance over the abyss of loss and grief

Dedication

I devote with affection and tenderness this creation to all who have no name, no voice
and have been lost among the greed and hate, the power and control of might and brutality. 

It is to the lost innocent and the victims, and the good that are destroyed because they speak about fairness and equality that I devote all my life and creativity.

To the silent creators that refuse to forget and to compromise, this is the voice and dance of all human activity in love with the moment, with this earth. The creators that choose by nature and choice to impregnate the next generation with their seed of ideals, hope and humanity.

This is dedicated to my literary angel Niloc who has collected all the voices and sends them into the world to find their way home in the fertility of the human heart.

Life
Love
Freedom