As a child, Veronica Strauss learned to walk on the beaches of Argentina. Surrounded by the sights and sounds of the ocean, she nurtured the love of musicfrom tango to Chopinand eventually also fell in love with the written word. Her poetry career began at the age of ten as she wrote about life, the beauty of the sea, and the boundless gifts of Mother Nature.Despite facing life-threatening health issues and other hardships, she found that writing was a healing balm for her soul. Poems from My Heart is her first collection of meditations on what its like to struggle, but what it is also like to soar. Veronica holds tight to the power of healing, whether through yoga, poetry, song, or dance.Her poems invite readers to reflect on their own destined journeys and see the worlds beauty with fresh eyes and a soul wide open. Too often we rush through life until the stress threatens to tear us apart. Day-to-day becomes unmanageable. Why not, for a moment, sit still and wander through words? Why not find peace in poetry and restoration through reflection?

As a child, Veronica Strauss learned to walk on the beaches of Argentina. Surrounded by the sights and sounds of the ocean, she nurtured the love of musicfrom tango to Chopinand eventually also fell in love with the written word. Her poetry career began at the age of ten as she wrote about life, the beauty of the sea, and the boundless gifts of Mother Nature.Despite facing life-threatening health issues and other hardships, she found that writing was a healing balm for her soul. Poems from My Heart is her first collection of meditations on what its like to struggle, but what it is also like to soar. Veronica holds tight to the power of healing, whether through yoga, poetry, song, or dance.Her poems invite readers to reflect on their own destined journeys and see the worlds beauty with fresh eyes and a soul wide open. Too often we rush through life until the stress threatens to tear us apart. Day-to-day becomes unmanageable. Why not, for a moment, sit still and wander through words? Why not find peace in poetry and restoration through reflection?