wayward

i like to sit by the highway near my house watching debri float in and out of traffic from one lane to the other under cars and buses circling back to its origin so are the restless thoughts of a generation Advertisements

spectrum

part 1- most excellent harmonies before everything that already was before anything that is you stretched out your hand opened your mouth plucking stars like vibrant strings on your guitar chords of mystery resonate in permanence all celestial hosts bowing low in reverence as you sang everything that already was into existence part 2- watercolor … More spectrum

perfect

i watched as a man carried his daughter on his shoulders to the shore placing her on the sand her toes felt warmth and sun as she gathered the mysteries one by one