“There is still one prophet through whom we can enquire of the Lord, but I hate him because he never … More
I am the creature crying at 4am. I am the sleeper who responds with grace. I am the relief that … More
Whenthe painof lifefillsyour eyesandthe beesarriveto tastethe saltof yourtears,know thatwhentheydepart,they flyto flowersand thento thatdarkhummingplace wherebitternessis madeintosomethingsweet.
dead leaf hanging lonely secrets i dont want you to see there is a balance in letting you continually cut … More
perhaps it seems thatthey are wastedthis sad rainthat has fallenfrom the gray cloudsof your eyes but know thischild of heaveneach … More
when i greet patron stari acknowledge that i couldnot live here withouther eternal fire when i meet brother soni embrace … More
here at the pointwhere the waves explodeagainst the rocksand the fishermencome to cast out uponthe wateri standmy face intothe wind … More