In this moment, I am tired. Dare to stay exhausted? Tonight - inspired- yet I’m tired, off to bed. Don't sleep, be free.
Do I dare sing of love in the middle of the night? When ghosts of family past stand in my sight? They judge me
I’m grateful. Grateful for the words I breathe. For the times I’ve lived and, in… for the greatness of the moments a… I’m grateful
You’ve got to bleed life and be able to write it with a grip in your hand that knows no limit, clenching 'til the roots
My fingers tremble in the cold as I stack the stones in a slanted… I’m accompanied by the hummingbird… who search for the mystery in gard… sprouting within the cracks of thi…
If I could pray, I would pray that you all enjoy your lives. Final, but not ultimate, enjoyment of the self and restlessness.
Little black rocks dotted the side… as I held my gaze down there. What was I doing here... almost crippled by fear No, I’m doing this.
I wish my memories were translated… Reflections of my life, entranced in melody, I wonder how they would sound. The music of my memories...
I have been built up~ Brick by brick I am built up. In my mind a developing song, I want to sing to you all day long… I am healing from my woes,
It’s loud here. Friday darkness, with voices clamoring over the clinking of plates and utensils.
I wish we were Masters. That way we can inhabit the truth and it would be made strong. Love as the only thing that has meaning. Understanding. The
She sat there across the table from me as music blared through the night sky. Heavy majestic clouds,
A heart of sadness, on a spectators’ pilgrimage to the regions of the unknown. I wish I knew. I wish I could recuperate.
Lurid music dripping about starts softly then crescendos into something
The rain was not refreshing. we waited and waited on those barren, thirsty desert hills. But no rain came.
