As i ran through the forest of light I came across a river sparkling so bright.
It was pleading with me screaming, crying, begging,
Saying please oh please listen to the story of the old weeping willo...
Lonely is the solitary sunflower as it sways in the wind, dancing to an organic tune only she can hear. Her unrelenting persistency
Is bleeding through in her ability to flourish where one normally sh...
skies open to
reveal the depths
of creation. Andromeda
joins Apollo in a perpetual dance
among the stars. And beneath the spherical
eye of the cosmos, an incorporeal sunflower blooms.
Watch the flames
And see the slowly charring wood burn
As they say
'Dust to Dust'
And we breathe it in;
Inhale as thought our lungs can save us.
Where in water is this?
The salvation in heat an...
There’s something so serene about mornings. When the sun peeks through trees or houses and those damned birds sing and fly about.
There’s something so serene about mornings.
When that crisp air bites ...
I expected this to be a quick jaunt into the forest, but I got drawn in by the beauty of nature.
I take a deep breath, the crisp scent of petrichor present in the air. As I exhale, I look towards a tr...
As you listen to the silence,
You find true noise.
The gentle breeze entices the shuffling of the branches.
They sway themselves against one another
Collectively dancing to the rhythm of the wind.
Through green iron gates, stands he, spearing from the ground. Giant mother shades the grass,
tombs of stone protrude through the moss,
and I sit and listen to the man that sings with the dead, Shaded...
Night tore the dress
off of Day,
and when Dusk
below the mountain curves
of her horizon,
I watched the stars
from between her
Seams slipped into wet
and white clouds...
I have seen
burning towers of stars
crashing through dirt-floor blackness
and up into the arms of a purple sky,
And I have seen them
just as swiftly wither
There's something magical about rain
The way it falls in silver darts Like diamond drops
They adorn my hair like a queen's jewels
They rinse me of all things mundane
But that's not even the magical pa...
Sometimes I wake up in the night
When I know I should be sleeping
And somewhere in the distance
I think I can hear music
Sometimes I go back to sleep
But usually, wonder and curiosity fill me
And I ma...
In my window, Blinked a little ball of light.
I wonder what it sees in me, I wonder if it's right. Little tiny lighting bug,
Blinking in my window.
Why is it you blink at me?
What makes me so special?...
Life is mass-
A running tape, Of collected images, Sunsets to sunrise--
Through daydream sweat. A collection
Of dust, dirt, seed
Until...Explosion! In whirlwind
SHE WAS the type of girl who could not only heal you with her words but with her touch, her tongue, her entire being. Just being near her felt like a healing I didn’t deserve. Mother nature had that e...
I want to find myself lost again once more, dear friends
lost in that marvelous wilderness.
Once in a time long ago, way back when
I would consistently walk through it,
this untamed, wilderness.
Look at the world give away......
What once was indispensable now buckles under the sly sting of sorrow’s kiss. When the earth leapt with joyous noise,
A Vibrant life,
Now all fades,
Fades to death,
I'm walking on the beach,
With my feet in the sand.
I hear the waves crashing to shore.
When I'm walking on the beach,
There are people and children building Sand castles and having fun.
During my wal...