Monday

06192017

another mindful serendipity...


emptiness 

fills the hours
not for an absence of
things to do
but for an absence of

emptiness

Thursday

06152017


stillness.


oh, and gratitude!

.
.
.

so long as this space unfolds,
i spread myself within it
like sun rays in rippling water.

Sunday

06112017

you ask me what thoughts
ravaged me all night as
i lay awake, alert,
vigilant.

but, the thoughts are not at fault,
i think to myself.

it was the sound of the wind
wrapping its wings around
the flowering daisies,

its hunger raw
with certainty.

Wednesday

06072017

to one who stopped in after a spell of time:

i am the one constant in this garden of 
undressed words and candid life. 

you will come. 
you will go. 

i will stay. 

watering my thirsty soil. 
nursing my primal roots of humanness.

.: loss∞desire∞obsession :.

if you tread,
tread gently, please.