We were properly brought up to a lot of not to’s…not to run, splash or give unsolicited opinion, worse yet not to be authentic. year after year…it’s breaking to the spirit instead of joyously tolling on yet another day, another … Continue reading
“…Even now, I’m all aloneBehind a wall that’s made of stone…” -New Order Still find it hard to play the victim, for a leader you are not if you have fallen to its ruse, nor will you ever be. Nor … Continue reading
It’s just me in here no other sound but the hydraulic lift humming and my contended breathing…just breathe my child, just breathe. Into the depths of the dark and unseen we go, one breath at a time, submerge yourself…it’s a … Continue reading
“This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesAs an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its … Continue reading
Nothing to win.Nothing left to lose.It’s time for that vice of yours break.Body always bruised,how ever will the spirit soar? Back where I left offbefore the pursuit,a half-bloomed flower, merely on my waypurely becoming myself.And in that season before incubation,clamped, … Continue reading
Raised on love, perse flowers headsThriving in abundance, a single blade in lush greenswardLasting beyond the frost, the courageous onesdashing its way in, the surprisingly obvious Not knowing what’s ahead, all that’s avoidedAll that we have, the presentSomething lost in … Continue reading
It’s spooky season, this little guy may spook most, but do you think this leaf is worried and burdening itself with negative or fearful emotions? Judging from the bounty of this citrus flora, I don’t think for a second it’s … Continue reading
See yourself well.Rise,Face East,Deep breaths, each a wish on their own.Presently, feeling from secrets inside the earthLife locked within, glowing golden suninfinite programs of pure loveso vast, never to find its endStand in your heartTell us about yourself.Bless us with … Continue reading
Since mid-June, an undulation of spirited cowgirls, always aglow, on and on they shine like poppies left quietly to grow in a field lit of morning sun. Their spark never to eclipse, for they all fend for one another and … Continue reading
Sweetpea, you are most welcomed here.Believe this interlude is the grandest of all timeTake in the drops from above,collect them all.Soak up the sky rays,absorb how they fill you with grace.Breathe in the grassy bouquet of morning dewHear the whispers … Continue reading
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