thank you my little leaf friend who chose me as your messenger of the beauty and hope and wonderful surprises
Tag: beauty
my adventure
begins with a long road i picture myself lifted up floating i know i can do this now! and my vision pierces through light and dark like an arrow that doesn’t land there is no end
pay attention
to the way in which despite the cuts from endless sources the emerging growth an interruption of thought glimmers softly along your walk please pay close attention
living in reality
there is nothing fake about the sun meeting the earth it happens every day sometimes you are fortunate enough to see the synchronicity of wisps of clouds weather bringing blue skies cloudy skies sometimes you are fortunate enough to see the moment when colors where light collides and blends into itself pink clouds bright orange…
watercolor sky
watercolor sky the kind that delicately covers the earth with soft light buildings weighed down by tired practices they gleam they shine to a different tone and the way the cloud blanket looks today we don’t know if it’s mountain or air marveling at nature’s impromptu artistic impulse as if it said i think i…
running through the city
nonstop keep moving beautiful scenery under the awnings soaked by rain sidewalks not flat enough to discourage puddles and pools trees shaking they look greener today stretching out further look up to the sky for a momentary break clouds moving through blue sky backdrop cool air but with footsteps on the pavement quickly passing by…
for moments we don’t understand
drifting into space across universes spinning like a star wandering through green running through golden fields standing as the wind blows hair back into infinity touch the brightness above and the light falls like snowflakes like flower petals like a rainbow who bounces from brook to brook rocks lean forward to listen and clouds give…
riding
riding the train while writing the simultaneous movement of fingers hunting and pecking words on the phone no writing pad candlelight quills dipped in ink nothing fancy about this writing desk or station no artsy cafe ambiance no comfy chair the incantation comes from the glow of the screen through smeared vaguely transparent windows city…
time when it moves
as if memory could call into another time tap in so deeply so as to reveal the moment in a vastly new light as if time travel was possible simply from listening to music transported on a journey or sometimes stationary the world seems to be compressed in the moment of pause as if pause…
Smoothness
Smoothness The kind that lends softness to skin The kind that lends grace to movement The kind that brings a cool, confidence to voice The kind that relaxes the beat of music Smoothness keeps the jagged edges from catching Smoothness brings you on a ride Smoothness wraps you up with nothing extra Blending Gliding Flying…
The Dynamics of Groove 