no thoughts no dreams
i can still see it
the quiet bower deep in the forest
open
close
rub eyes
The muses, teachings, Once stirring, heart, body, mind, Now celestial.
The rain falls in beatsA music, sound, all its own,The tune, fresh, alive
Cruel
Today,shall I be cruel?
Faces, so many,
Absent friends, loves, lost to time,
Mirror
It’s okay to slip
away from what others want