Wisdom

I seek wisdom. 

Crave it, perhaps.

This longing to understand.

Freed from repeating

The past’s miseries. 

Vicarious Lives

Gracefully accepting
Dreams gifted from the heart
Yet meant for another.
These are customized,
Wearing someone else’s
No matter how well meant
Is ugly and
Uncomfortable.

Sunlight’s Healing

Sunlight cleansed skin,
Soul lightened by warmed bones.
Aches relieved by summer’s
Healing grasp, misery
Vaporized, floating
Along the wind.   

Trust, Fear, Desire

Trust and Tryst
One letter separates. 
Trusting another with deepest 
Longings, dark hidden places. 
Secrets. 

Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love 
And longing. 
We know the 
Consuming doom
Of expressing 
Desire.

Thinking of the Butterfly

Crawling slowly stills,
Body encompassed by crust.
Transformation lives.

Fearlessness

I am not afraid
Of the abyss.
This dark, hollow space,
Deep within. 
Inside my soul,
Body, staring into murky depths
Hidden from sight,
Walls grown around it,
Status quo

Gazing Westward At Sunset

Just had some fun with this lovely new font I found and this image I adore.

Edmonds Shore

Freedom of the Abyss

I no longer fear the abyss,
Whether the cave of forbidden dreams
Or the anguish of unrequited love.

I gaze upon the emptiness
Inside of which remains the awareness of
Joyous hopes deep within the stillness.

Life unbroken and strong.