Adios ego, I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to see it succumb once and for all. Feeling its resistance and all its tall tales, first burst of tears then glimpses of candor through the refractions of the … Continue reading
Don’t Miss Out All this petty worry,fallen understandably into the nadir.Trapped in the fear of feeling something fully.No doubt circumstance of the day,have a lot to say where we are this era.Time not to fret; you are protected.Wake from the … Continue reading
We do not sit in darkness to find what we know, but rather to find what we do not know. – Jane Slade
At peace within the fray,so long as the mind stays at bay.The heart feels the spaceand that some-day home met at divine pace.A roof to deflect the storm.Windows to exchange the light and ponder the view.A door to exit and … Continue reading
Still embracing us, still welcoming us, even after she quietly slips on her winter coat afresh.
The further we go searching for the unseen world,the further behind us it lags.Away it runs from us,as we go reaching.When all along, around us all the time it’s been.Beautifully muted, like our wintery landscape.Visually a soundless time of year,energetically … Continue reading
Darkness rested over the horizon. Still…it would be sometime before I’d see a rosy blush hover over the eastern sky encouraging me to discover a sequence that may be a better way through.
The onethat gasps in delight at your sight.the onethat makes you gasp in delight while in your sightyou know the one,whether you feel it in your dreams makes no differenceeven when you reach the altar of the darkened starif you … Continue reading
She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading
Twigs, stalks, stubbles and all kinds of leavings are what I greet along the edges of the frozen terrain I tread. It’s simply that time of year and as all souls know, it’s this occasion of reprieve that allows us … Continue reading
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