inside music

in my favorite kind of music  sometimes you can see space birds flying with sparkly rainbow tails  paint the sky fire red bubbles drift up from the ocean  yellow blue and purple  like a fizzy drink and birds sing love songs to each other songs of togetherness like how drifting and swooping  through the magical…

wind chimes

wind chimes on its own sound rings across the town over bridges  melody through the air wind accompanies me and everywhere i go i see leaves rustling something else is there following me  like an accompanying song

as the day passes

silent waterfall ducks swimming across the water gazing to fish  swimming deep in the depths below on the banks  a tiger watches unblinking then slowly closes his eyes and turns back to hear the whispers of the forest and the wind that rustles calmly through the trees sun on the edge of each ripple and…

to be connected

i can blink away a thousand miles find the heart pierce straight to it back to memory no distractions no little things straight to the center of what really matters and palpable feeling gushing forward overcomes the distance connects back the pieces to be whole once more to be renewed to love

relief

it’s as though a part of your self a part of your body was  that deep down  underneath skin  underneath muscle it’s like a part of your mind part of where you get stuck where you come to every time  it’s as though there is a  knot or a seed or a pit or something…

drive

like a hungry animal like one that stalks and paces like one with its eyes fixated mind fixated like one who waits with open jaws like one who is ready to pounce like one able to bound off into a run running without thought to any ending  any beginning like a roar like a whisper…

in the day to day

i heard it said once  that we are a mixture of dark and light that what matters is the choice we make in any given moment and it’s a careful balance  day by day to walk this line where at any given time  we could falter but i like to think that even from mistakes…

everywhere i look is a painting

orange clouds across the sky like someone opened up a crayon box and decided to pick some new colors and scattered bright lights hovering above the ground fairies making processions across the land each star calls out a name until all you hear is a cacaphony of names like raindrops collecting dew in the sunlight…

night journey

rolling hills the kind that sing to you as you drive by a blanket of night that covers soft grass warm winds driftibg by whipping by  and on the road you can see the moon  high up on the sky you remember that it’s the same moon that was up above the waves that settled…

i remember tonight

ah yes  i remember tonight i remember it well tonight was the night that a group of stars got together they sparkled and shined in the night sky they twirled and danced they glimmered and smiled and this beautiful night it was a beginning that was larger than any would ever know and it was…