Events, time, forms, all propel the inner plot within each of us.

People at large are becoming more aware that there is much more to reality and to themselves than what meets the eye.

It is an awesome thing to comprehend that what a human being dreams and imagines can be realized.

Humility is the ability to give up your pride and still retain your dignity.

Understanding precedes peace.

Looking up and out, how can we not respect this ever-vigilant cognizance that distinguishes us: the capability to envision, to dream, and to invent? the ability to ponder ourselves? and be aware of our existence on the outer arm of a spiral galaxy in an immeasurable ocean of stars? Cognizance is our crest.

The category "Women Poets" is bizarre and irrelevant. It's a subcategory of Poets, but there is not a "Men Poets" category.