Tag: freedom

i spy with my eye: a spider divided by the poison of eight directions

in flashes of azure the kingfisher conquers the invading grey

if only you walked the same path: beyond trees the beginnings of a wildflower field

drone hum: in the dark before dawn machine and body become one

predestined nuance: each breath of cold inhaled on the edge of the coast brings back memories of the lives lived before

this bag of flesh be vessel for the sounds we gather throughout the day layer upon layer we shed becoming the foundation of dreams and the vibrations that gives us: life

a heron takes off from the rocks and the coast unburdened by the stillness breathes out a sigh of relief

the roar of spring winds drowns out the rush of the freeway

dusk clouds gather and cradles the silence for the day to end 

first light: a burst of feathered raptors shredding the pale sky