From Me, To You

Springtime

I only wish the spring
had sprung an open
vista to explore

A Dark Place

There exists place in all of us
So close we touch it now
A darkened grove of saplings
We’ve watched our lives grow tall

Grasping

You are no more special than any other snowflake that falls upon my hand.

Windows

Time spent walking the streets at night, looking in windows. Hoping for those in the light to see me. To look my way and wonder at my life. To…

Persimmon

There are many fruits As sweet as the persimmon
But none as orange

Lunacy

Repeating the same thing and expecting different results. Sounds like insanity.

Let it go; an exploration

Letting go is the hard. In death. In separation. In disconnection.

If you love…

Let it go

Letting go is the hardest thing you will ever have to do. In death. In separation. In disconnection from things you know.

The Loss of Loss

So many things that were filled with intent only to be lost. A face. Some thoughts. The way you smile at nothing and everything…