Proving Descarte In A Dream
(Source: Discovermagazine.com)
A poem
It’s the stillness I loveWhere blue energy sitsTo contemplate the pathsBetween the roads…
You got no time to worryDoes the hummingbird miss a beat?
Never had Havana’s finestNever tasted the sweet tobaccos lightnessNever held handmade cigars
So you found the journey Swayed by discoveryMusic sublimeDestination is near
Steps are takenWithin the bounds of flickered heartbeatsTo pause is yet another…
A poem on the making of things
Dust particles you can barely see,infinite in number on shafts of light.They float about…
Do we truly die?
Death is the cessation of all vital biological functions that sustains a living organism.
Fly like the albatrossOn the emerald green river.Choose the imaginations eyeYou can…