There is a symphony soaring softly,awoken at the beginningof it all,when everything was waiting for you
I was an EddySending ripples far and wideEbbing back into my core unawares
I approached his office door. He was seated inside, leaning against his desk while…
The material worldis transient,even our bodiesdecay
When I think to the surface of me: the edges of my early mornings, the fullness of and fighting for family, the ground I…
And it was a huge relief, as always when you get rid of poison
I’ve started doing it with my eyes shut.