Little lights are dancing To the music of softest rain Tapping into this silence On my fingertips to remain Eyes in awe there find them Kissed by… Read more "THE GIFT"
My thoughts on my faith and authenticity. ~ Living a life authentic, is about living it, and as such, my life is my altar in many ways.… Read more "Witchful Thinking"
And can it not be so That flesh and stone And the unknowns I know Are the same long foretold Like our life which unfolds As in… Read more "Unlike Kin"
The familiar sadness expands to where no end shall ever be found. But maybe it must be so. And my soul leaves the pain just be.There is… Read more "I like that thought"
Those lips of blood and thunder Wet skin under borealis' skies I cradle hot stars in my slumber For I do not mind, I am ice -----… Read more "My Little Worlds"
Dark forests hide the greatest gems For in shades, and hollows they are found Bare feet fly over earthen paths with dirty hems My search for treasures… Read more "Nikon Mornings"
.....segment/ chapter 8/5 .............. The storm is raging, but it's not silent to me I felt the wind, the pulling on my hair I feel so alive… Read more "I Feel"
Like a ghost I am following invisible trails through the empty rooms of our house. A fresh baked almond bread on the kitchen island reminds me of the fact that just days ago life was still ok, even I felt it coming. By now, the so familiar sunken feeling had long embedded itself into my very being; found me off guard, almost defenseless, since this time’s triggers were close relatives of my life’s biggest enemy. The ancient old roots of grave sadness are spiraling down fast and deep into the soil of my heart; fertilized already by the unbalanced chemicals of my very own brain, ready to feed a parasite as old as myself.
Life will be ok again. Not today, but it will. I am fighting this battle since I can remember; when it scared the living hell out of me for the first time. ‘Depression’ is a word…
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Don't Enter! How I love those signs The photographer in me rejoices Of course I go Climbing fences and old walls Forbidden places after all Make us… Read more "Don’t Enter"