I wish I could be honest
and speak to you of my journey..
To tell you that this intense ener
vibrates through me like an electr
with switches at different locatio

It’s time to pick up all the piece
put them back in place.
Fragments of broken debris
disintegrate to reveal that face.
Oh how I long to see that again,

I still long for her;
wish I could reach out to her;
wish I could see her;
wish she could see me;
wish I could meet with her;

Ten minutes past.
I know I’m late.
I let him know I’m here.
He makes me wait.
From a distance I pretend

As the doors to the heavens open o
my heart opens out
to your unfolding embrace.
I am where I am.
And you are where you are.

Why do you remind me of science?
You remind me of all the things th
and what I miss on a cold, clear w
classic architecture, mechanical s
detailed paintings, heavy musky bo

Blossoms form
fruits for the trees.
A wind that blows through the leav
rustling
like wrapped paper

July 17th:
I see you everywhere.
I hear you everywhere.
And this desire to understand,
this longing that makes me want to

I wish there were words,
to assemble what I’m experiencing,
but all I can see are
glimpses of memories;
the situations I took for granted

Pools of magma stir under the thin
The earth is consciousness.
When the juices of fermented fruit
and the molten rock is disturbed b
He

“Fear not the dream.”
He whispered in her ear.
Sweet memories
of what had once been here.
When the mountains’ layers

Expand your heart.
Dare to trust.
Another break up,
another breakup.
Grief is a revealer of life’s

The trumpets of fame
can find us again...
sometime...
Never thought I’d get again this
The commotion that surrounds;

The sorrow that fills my heart
wishes to be seen.
I wait, and accept all the tears
from all that has been
The past is gone, yet it still exi

I saw a recent photo of you.
You are exactly as I remember
when we last knew one another.
And I,
always trying to get through that

What am I really feeling?
May these things be known.
Where am I really going,
if not back home?
Why these feelings of stuck-ness?

I breathe still,
the space resides.
The river comes to fill
the higher tides…
Oh beautiful essence

None could win that game you see.
At birth, it had been created for
That oldest couple,
I mention no names,
showed her how to prepare

My hands are drawn from nature’s b
forming a channel up towards where
I perceive.
Life is changing, I’m transformin
A new…something forming…

Every morning that I wake up,
I awake to another side of my stor
As if at night, God tosses a coin
to decide what I’ll be and what I
in my waking reality.

Something wondrous
like rain droplets reflecting ligh
The miracles of the universe
to which I would like
to surrender for once.

I am angry because
I am.
And I don’t really know why.
I feel hard done by,
and somehow I feel like there is a

What is it to be in love?
And why, when I look upon your fa
does the knowledge of this state o
It goes beyond reason or sense.
There is no mathematical formula t

I hate the moments where you leave
on my own to wait for you,
sitting here in the company of my
not yet independent of the fear of
When I sit there waiting,

Take away my pride;
all false interpretation
of who I actually am
and my place in creation.
Let me now see my face

We believe what we perceive exists
In truth, there may be none of thi
We choose from our sense
of what is possible.
Our concept of reality is what is

Where are you,
my admiration,
with the eyes of light
and the spark that moves life?
Since our first encounter

You’re here, you’re there, you’re
You have created a scapegoat for a
a picture painted by your own unre
You cannot confront the one who’s
and broken your heart again and ag

We are all the colours,
visible andand invisible.
We are all the sounds,
heard and unheard.
We are all the words,

I want to see that photo again,
study it properly.
I want to hold the print in my han
smell the faded mixture of ink and
feel it smooth under my fingers.

What makes an artist successful?
Experience, maturity?
The ability to see what others mis
The ability to experience differen
To dive into the depths of the sou

I’m looking for substance,
though I can’t find
the essence that is trying to esca
from behind
the blinds of my mind.

When, upon a door opens
to reveal a glimmer of glistening
the one who’s mind
has grown tired
of something meaningless,

Timelessness..
I wait...
Waiting for that energetic flow
with which I can just go
and glide

Obsessed with finding out how you
and the best method to reach out t
If only I had known myself,
before I got to know you.
And now I don’t know what is left

I wish for a sign;
to give me a hint
of the smaller steps that must be
In the past few days I have felt
my thoughts become clear and my he