As I watch the sun and moon play hide and seek in the sky, I find myself laughing for no reason, 'cause nothing around me is hilarious.
I've been for long locked in a house, where all I do Is speak to...
You can find me on garbage island or sunbathing in Antarctica Falling asleep and forgetting where we came from
Denying the dying polar bears and blue whales
Producing more plastic than we can catch up...
She often daydreamed of leaving,
Abandoning her shoes at the door,
Getting lost in nature's melody,
Her naked feet dancing across the damp ground,
Following the rhythm of the whistling wind
How she wi...
I sat alone on a snowy, high bank of the river
one cold winter night beneath a panoply of stars,
pondering if I could make happen what seemed impossible,
take a solitary pick of manifold stones, trans...
Ever look at a tree that is completely still? No blossom or bud stirring.
It’s magic, really. Able to completely sit still, completely still.
And there I was, awake before everyone, and standing outsi...
i want to move to the milky way
up there the moon is always full
and the stars are always awake
have big dreams
but even brighter realities
i’ll make friends with the cosmos
and find my ow...
The day was excruciatingly hot.
The blistering sun set high in the cloudless sky beat down without mercy upon his back.
The insects' loud continuous hum floated on the warm, dry air.
He looked down at...
I sat down by some Big Oak Trees, their branches whispered secret life stories to me.
The Wind carried their conversation in a harmonious tune, from the birth of the earth to the (so-called) walk on t...
Love on a steady incline to what has to be the best time we’ve ever had in our lives.
Opening the Universe, taking it in our hands and making this real.
Destiny and evolution are one. Our love makes i...
I feel like my eyes can't take it all in.
My mind just can't register it.
Overwhelmed is what I'd call it-
Some things are just so beautiful or simply breathtaking.
I wish those mome...
The weather has failed to spare brumal intensity
my acquaintances at ease, the pretty of their greens waning with the distant, passing wind
However, short-lived, the atmosphere was breached as my trun...
I wanna mosey down the road a piece,
once the snows have gone,
I wish to see -
what I have not seen before.
I wanna go down the road a piece,
one hand in the hand of my love,
one hand in the hand of t...
At the summer fair in upstate NY,
where large women in lose tank tops
fan rolls and sell deep-friend butter
and men with leather red skin laugh
into green necks and the last of a pack
of cigarettes, a...
Walk with me awhile under green canopy Listen to the sigh of the wind
Feel the mossy softness underfoot Take my hand
Breathe me in
Feel the rush of energy beckoning
The fresh scent of water in ...
It's March fifth, I like March fifth.
Definitely one for the books.
Throughout my life I never gave much thought to March,
I never really even noticed it before,
but now it is one of my favorites.
They say that night falls. They are mistaken. It rises from the land slowly like litmus in water. Unfurling inky tendrils of blue, reaching out and up to color the world in shades of mystery. Sweet is...
The most beautiful time of day, is the pink skies,
The ways the shades all create a new colour,
A natural phenomenon unlike any other.
The artist paints with colours and tries to copy this shade, trie...
The worm will stir and burrow down into the damp and black;
what looks like hiding or escape is simply going home.
And when it rains, the worm will rise to take the surface back,
emerging unafraid out...