“My mind is the sun,and my heart is the moon.In the sky between them,there I am.Cristen Rodgers”

“Dont hide your hurt, beautiful soul. Grab a hold of it. Run it through the purifying flame of your heart and mold it into something beautiful. Allow the depths of your pain to expand the breadth of...”

“Listen closely. Even the trees exhale sweet love songs that roll off their boughs and echo out to all of creation. Love is always in the air.”

“Maybe the moon just lost herself gazing too long at the brilliance of the sun and thats how she got her glow. And maybe were made of the same mysterious sort of magic that makes us magnify and mirr...”

“The universe is a deep, still body of water in which we all swim. Every move that we make creates a ripple that echoes across reality and the deeper that we swim, the more force those waves carry ...”

“Let's nurture our spirits until they shine and then let's strip down to our naked souls and dance through life until we drop little bits of light behind us that glow like fireflies in the night. ”

“without presence of love -heart is virgin within vast eternity”

“I watch her close the door and I think to myself, there goes my heart.”

“She has a beautiful heart that plays a euphonious symphony. She is the Zahir that touches your Soul.”

“Listen closely. Even the trees exhale sweet love songs that roll off their boughs and echo out to all of creation. Love is always in the air.”

“Not everyone stays forever. You have to learn to let go.”

“My heart made it's choice, and it chose you.”

“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.No soldier's paid to kick against His powers.We laughed, knowing that better men would come,And greater wars: whe...”

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”