“When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am.”

Maya Angelou, my thoughts and admiration.
In her words her soul speaks
through the valleys and peaks
to the women and men
to the people that stand
the great leaders of nations
her words contemplations
dancing swift writings
treasures and findings
the mother, the child
the friend, the sister
the poet the writer
Inspiration of nations
heavenly contemplations
you leave behind more than a word
you leave behind more than a song
you leave behind more then a speech
you leave a legacy we can only wish to reach
As your spirit flies high
and your soul peace above finds
Thank you to a Phenomenal Woman
Who once dared to fly

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Maya Angelou by Spanglej, CC BY-SA 2.0.Maya Angelou by Spanglej, CC BY-SA 2.0.

Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning.

Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin — find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that it was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

The idea is to write it so that people hear it and it slides through the brain and goes straight to the heart.

When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am, who we are, what we’re capable of, how…

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