It seems to me that there was a time when I believed I could do anything, though without realizing this, I must admit that I have forgotten the sensibility required to put forth all faith in such tenets of self and self-reliance. It is not so much about being lost but more so about finding…
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I walked down to the mountainside,looked up at the hill + found truthand myself, it was unmovableI was not, it belonged to the ages,I belonged to an age. To truth, I was young.To myself I questioned, "What have I done?"Age + Accomplishment have not been a friend this side of 30, but somehow at the…
In conversation and even in passing, there are those of us with a twinkle, a spark in our eye, in our being. What is it and where does it come from? Is it the absence of fear or the welcome of acceptance? Perhaps neither, maybe at its core it is merely the absence of death,…
Neon lights above indigo waters,truth and mystic collide.From the depths of Neptuneto the far reaches of Jupiter, the cosmos.All of it, for just a moment... I had held, a city of angels.On the wings of hope and in the valley of dreams, a beginning.A peace emerges in my soulas I sit atop the wheel overlookingthe…
What is in an I? I am a person, but am I more than an object? There is a comfort in the human experience that we are often attached to in fascination and even in excuse, it is duality, a quasi-separation of our being and our actions, I the thing versus I the spirit. If…
It isn’t a noise that I seek,It isn’t the mind from which I thinkbut the heart that poundsand pulsates through my veinsmy sound, my existence that is, was and will be.Not my sight but my vision,in my eyes I see a pastcreating a future.Sight, sound, touch and thoughtare nothing without soul.So do me a favor…
I see the landscape of my home,the state in which I've grown up,a boy, a manand in a sense a child again.because I had to,to see with wonder,to reach with curiosity,to love just to loveand nothing wanted in return.but now with grace,but now with gratitude,and now I stand humbledin the shadows of ancestorson the horizon…
In this sleep,swept away in a dreamI think of stars and space,galaxies and gracetraveling through meare the heavens + dusta Holy Spirit is a handon the gavel of justicespeaking the words so sincerelike it’s just us.From novas to supernovasand into the stratosphereI take a breath andrelease all my fear,you held me gentlyin the palm of…
What is the essence of you? Not in what it is that you do but in why do you have to? Why the dichotomy between you and you? Are you not whole, one being or a metamorphosis of disillusion in a chrysalis of confusion, what is it you're protecting? Hidden and buried deep, in matters…
I sit here patiently,meditating on if I've ever settled on anything or if perhaps I've settledfor nothing,in the absence of attachment,can i actually miss everything, I wonder?But what's left of wonderif there is nothing new here,what's an empty promise on another new year,in the absence of commitmentcan I actually accomplish that one thing, I wonder?In…
