I am not myself,I am the echo.I am the echo, AwakeningRevisingRevisitingReimagining. I am not myself,I am the gathering of that which has come before. I am the echo of remembering. The mutitude of layers of remembering. I am the awakening of right into wrong,And wrong into right. I am the witness. IContinue reading “I Am Not Myself [A Poem]”
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Creativity’s Grief
I used to feel an impossible sadness inside of the things I wanted most. Deep inside the thick color of paint or a beautiful design coming to life, there was my dread. My grief buried behind the pigment and the thread. I would turn my head away. I would close my eyes tightly and graspContinue reading “Creativity’s Grief”
So Hum
Come lay with me In this bed of well-being. The sun is at half mast Celebrating the passing life of day And soothing us into the whispers of dusk. Come lay with me, I won’t mind. Lay with me in this warm light. It forgets all that has been before, It quiets the memory AndContinue reading “So Hum”
Where You Belong
Life behind the veil I hope you’ll come with me on this journey of thought. Imagine in your mind, the idea of society. Can you see it? What’s it made of? Do you see structures, of the physical and social variety? Can you see boxes and shapes and clusters? Do you see all of theContinue reading “Where You Belong”
my muse
when i see you i see Water[deep underwater, waves] Fire[jumping and dancing in the dark] Rhythm[the unseen breath of spirit] a heart b-e-a-t-i-n-g[life alive] and I remember,I’m those things too.