Sunday, December 25, 2016

I get my news from the river.

I let it show me how I hold myself against the world,
tensioning attention on an intention to let go.

surrendering every thought I put in place of living..
Ripples, currents and light reflecting miracles; sometimes they fly, sometimes they sing. 

No longer even trying to keep score of the way time moves. Now and then, dancing round each breath that I forget to make. 


  1. Ah, this is so beautiful :-)

    P.S. If you dont mind - your website background is very jarring :-(. Distracts from reading.

  2. Thanks for reading. I don't spend much time on here these days..... I guess the background is a lil intense. maybe one day soon I'll find some time to update it. ;)