I love looking at sunlight landing on leaves
holding them.
Its a sunny day,
and I’m laying down in the sand at the lake.
Read MoreI love looking at sunlight landing on leaves
holding them.
Its a sunny day,
and I’m laying down in the sand at the lake.
Read MoreThey briefly loosen their grip on the splintered handrail
and force themselves to breath.
Too dark to know for sure, but time had made them believe
there would only be more.
Read MoreUnravel wound show me your heart
Let me see how, and when you did start
When did I believe you were true?
How do I understand, so we can be through?
Read MoreShe felt the still water was warm, as she touched her fingers to her own reflection, blurring the image instantly. She closed her eyes and listened.
Read MoreYou are night and day you and he.
Patiently you grow with a calm reassurance.
I’m as strong as an ox, it will be fine mama.
Read MoreI stand with my bare feet on the ground, gently swaying. The wind picks up, swirling, gusty, thick and strong.
Read MoreShe slows her stride and stops to listen, flip, flap, flip, flap, and sees the unexpected. Small squares of paper flip, and flap in the wind, pegged to the golden thread.
Read MoreIt’s funny how it starts, how you start to see. I try to remember, at first nothing comes, but I keep trying.
Read MoreIts just one step, the next step. That’s the step that will move you forward, towards something and away from something else. You don’t have to know where you will end up, overthinking it will stop the natural flow of each next step. You just have to feel yourself being drawn to something, know that you are safe and take that step.
Read MoreI needed a space that was all mine, so I made a place, and a piece of time.
To make my place I let things go, to make the space, to make it grow.
And before this space, was filled again, it would stretch and yawn and breathe and grin.
Read MoreWith almost nothing left she stood and looked, she stood at the edge of the lake gazing out, she could hear the wind meet the water and see that it had made a ripple. With everything she had, she jumped.
Read MoreI now acknowledge my intent. Conscious or unconscious, my intent create's my reality.
Read MoreI am at that point, reaching for something different, something unknown to me. I don't know how it will feel, or when I know I will have it, but I know I want it, and want to leave the rest behind.
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