"clouds are the figurative language of heaven"

When I was little I could spent hours laying in the grass, observing the sky, forgetting time. For me it was like reading a book, my mind wrote stories with the clouds. Sometimes I wondered if that could be a message from above, from angels, from heaven.

Imagination and childlike wonder is so precious and the source of my creativity. 

Growing up, my journey of writing has continued. It's like a portal in different words, a portal into my soul. It's a place of shelter, an ocean of adventures. 

Eventually I had the courage to share the stories and poems that were born within my heart. 

If you want to witness their life with me, you can find my books here. One is a poetry collection called "wholehearted wishful whispers" with poems in English. The other books are short stories that I've published with storyone. They are written in German.