PJ Temple

A piece on how the thing we dread becomes the very thing we wish we can grasp over the continuum of time. Can you relate?

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When Mother nor Time Stands Still by PJ Temple at Spillwords.com Spillwords.com presents: When Mother Nor Time Stands Still, poetry by PJ Temple, a psychologist who specializes in trauma.

Love reigns over everything. Hope is a compass. The sun comes out eventually.

Love wildly, like overgrown forests. Because love always wins.