un found

sometimes you watch a film that is made to break your heart and it does. but you still seek such films, somehow they leave you feeling unfound, discovered but not claimed. then there is the music that repeats itself and you do not have the heart to turn it off for it is hauntingly beautiful and through it you feel as if  there is still a possibilty that they will turn around and take you with them


 with you.........

the road

i was scared of being too still, that my feet could no longer be rushed or made to run

but suddenly i am pushed forward, moving, open wide i say to her, open your eyes

wide dear girl, life is right around that bend...

i see

sometimes i think i am looking. i think i am seeing things and so i take pictures to capture it. this foggy morning i realized i have not seen very much- i stopped seeing for months now i stared blankly that is all i was doing.

today i promise to see.

tolstoy

sometimes i lay awake thinking of what you must have seen in your lifetime. not knowing anything about where you came from hurts my soul. your kind eyes and scars make me love you so. i wish you could use words to tell me about it all.. for now i will read what i can in your eyes and in the majestic way you carry yourself my dear, dear tolstoy.

silence of winter

there is a quietness to winters beauty that i can not find in any other season
even when my fingers get cold, i linger, i look, i stare and inhale. i hold on to that breath for even exhaling would disrupt the magical silence of a winters showing.

blush

i see it the way it wants me too, but feel it ten times more
how will i ever thank it for opening my eyes and my heart so wide
for allowing be to stand, even though my knees shake.

sun

the october sun knows me so well. it holds me close and accountable.
it's rays are like extended arms, reaching me, grabbing hold and keeping me warm.