Tag: freedom

winter’s fog becomes the forest’s letter to cruel skies

sunlight fills the hollow of tree with enough warmth as branches and leaves sway with uncanny relief

take center stage please: the ones who simply do not care about worldly affairs but rather the preservation of self and ego

becoming a rare breed of people those who choose love over war

realm of mankind: on the fragile precipice of violent beginnings

empty side of bed time slows and the world burns

after the dream feels like a blizzard storm inside my head

dreams of fighting off tentacled creatures with Rambo’s knife in a sub tropical setting what more could i ask for?

the winter moon hires a substitute: a pale animal that grunts in the language of tides

flow as the winds and seas this day words foam and froth