Trees

My back is strong like a piece of bark it has its edges but it is stable, it stands tall– it is stillness and silence and me.   These elements of control have never been my friend.   Illusive fears of loosing a self that I had forged by lack of force the word loss–Continue reading “Trees”

Be Still

It’s been a while since the clock struck twelve and all the world was quiet– all the past forgiven, no sirens a-screamin, just belief in the silence, in the tears.   The sky has cried and so have I to release all this strange human guilt, for puddles aside, we can read all the lies: theContinue reading “Be Still”

The Same

I am everything; I am nothing.   You are everything; You are nothing.   So often we forget you and I are the same.   Let the world open it’s front door, back porch, wind blown hair and feel the essence of Being.   Let it be known that all associations and ideas are nothingContinue reading “The Same”

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