Be with the wind, dear child, be with the wind because the wind will never fail you. It tells it like it is: present yet invisible until it pounds its mighty fist, roof tiles falling, refugees sprawling; the next day gentle, subtle whispers on the cheek, nature calling, mother asking for a forgiveness she does notContinue reading “The Wind”
Category Archives: nature
A Thought
why go to the grand canyon when I can just look up at the sky? May 8, 2017
Oh no
Why why why this mess what a mess that we never cleaned up America you’ve torn off your robe you’ve smeared your blood all over the world floor called nature your own people’s skin a tapestry for meaning for meaning why when we ought to ask how how do we get back home? AprilContinue reading “Oh no”
“nature”
sun drops and dew drops and rain drops patter patter on my white ceiling wall pass by the hallway and listen to the way we forgot what nature meant a long time ago March 31, 2017
Inheritance
What legacy have I been born into, have you been born into, have we been born into? The farmer, the preacher, the banker, the slave owner, the slave; the pawn, the mom, the sister, the son, the game. It’s all a game of competition or at least it all seems like a gameContinue reading “Inheritance”
“Nature”
“In order for this struggle to have meaning, the oppressed must not, in seeking to regain their humanity (which is a way to create it) become in turn oppressors of the oppressors, but rather restorers of the humanity of both.” –Pedagogy of the Oppressed Pedagogy of the Oppressed has been an influential text in my ownContinue reading ““Nature””
Home
The journey inside a man will always begin and end with a woman. She taught us to peer up at the sky in contentment rather than glee, to leave the grass un-trampled, to look for food where you’d least expect to find it. She is every shade of blue and green and brownContinue reading “Home”
An Empty Space
There’s an empty space inside you that no one else can steal There’s an empty space inside you and, I assure you, it is real Curl up with tea and blankets open up a book or two And relish the sweet nothingness each empty page brings you Nature has its pleasures;Continue reading “An Empty Space”
Things
Whatever comes naturally– that is the “right” thing that is the “wrong” thing well, it’s just a “thing.” Perhaps it’s “nothing.” This feeling of trying to reach out and grasp an answer out of thin air I’ve been chasing it for a long, long time, but not as long as I have been breathing, kicking,Continue reading “Things”
Riverside Park
Some days, my eyes drift down like leaves falling to the ground they do not fight the wind they say, “Thank you,” and move on. Others, they cry– and don’t even know why– it doesn’t feel like rain it just feels like a mess I have made. Listen as I run. Footsteps left behindContinue reading “Riverside Park”
Reaching Joy 