searching for the sound giving up I turn around stars fall from the sky pigs fly through the stars I am on the ground
Who knows, maybe I’ll try this out with my idea from my first daily update!
Category: Poetry
Howdy folx! I’m back after taking some time away from… well… everything except the necessities! Now that I’m back, I’ll be updating the site more regularly as well as filling out some sections (I’m looking at you, about me). For now, here’s this.
Continue readingmake a wish on a shooting star did you wish to know who you are, beneath this disguise? …look into my eyes we are the same, and not just you and me the more we see the less we think about this strange reality spinning round, coming down, is it a spiral of light? maybe a spiral of night? I’m in a spiral tonight but it’s alright I tell myself and see the dust upon my shelf reminding me who I might be if I could truly be me but not tonight, no not tonight in new light I’ll do it right I’ll be a candle in the night I’ll be the me that I could see upon that mountain like a dream so many things I could see, so I guess I’ll be me (written 10/6/2022)
The stars above keep shining down Might lose my mind but I’ll lose my frown If you listen close you can hear the sound Of their heart beat through us all The rocks and trees and birds all sing Giving thanks for everything Pick up the phone when you hear the ring You’ve been waiting for the call, start listening It’s time to write love letters to the earth Head in the grass I’m looking at the sky This mountain air gets me so high The golden sun shines on my face Wraps me in a warm embrace Love and light it fills the air A gentle breeze blows through my hair Wherever they are you’ll find me there Wherever I go they’re always there, they care It’s time to write love letters to the earth (written ~early march 2022, soon to be translated into song)
folds of green upon a folded earth
falling leaves display their worth
morning dew on blades of grass
like all things,
this too shall pass
a gust of wind,
the world now whole
a gentle breeze
blows through your soul
soft blue skies
the world’s own mirror
could there be
a vision clearer?
all is well
as all is one
take thy first step
your journey has begun
(written in spring ‘21)