mere humans.

just when we've forgotten
the world opens up the sky
and pours feelings upon tree tops.

just when we've lost hope for sunshine
the sun appears and we begin to grow
we are mere wildflowers in a field.

each life a sky full of sacred beams
wind makes your heart flutter.

all of us brought together by the inhale of our souls
one deep breath
releases purity in the air

here we are.
to embrace the day.

night sky

The past few nights the sky has been deeper, eerier, and more beautiful than I have ever imagined. There is something about it that makes me think the sky knows more than I do. It holds so much inside of it I wonder how it hasn't exploded. When I lay under it I imagine it grasping my body, squeezing me so tight that I melt and become part of it. I imagine I would feel free. More free than any human. I want to be the wind, the moons imagination and the stars. i know there is a science to it all but i can't see it that way- it is pure beauty, it is nature, it is the only thing i know is real.

The Sun as Our Witness

It's the way the world was meant to be
skin on skin
no smells of false advertising
the way you breath in my ear
my skin rises
your arms wrap me; fit like a puzzle
return to the beginning of time
each time our lips meet I know that we are Adam and Eve
I imagine us surrounded by mountains, lakes and trees
raw, pure love
just the sun as our witness
i am high in the clouds
your eyes pierce mine; i want them to tear into me, deep into my soul
I am pure psychedelic bliss; no strain in my mind, no thought of my heart beat
we are wild; animals
the way the world was meant to be
pure love, raw passion
we have reached ecstasy

What the World Holds Deep in the Core

what happens when the world is about to end
will we be on mountaintops
singing in the rain
or on our knees
mopping kitchen floors for old men
perhaps laughing softly to ourselves
about the new snickers ad
and to think we will never know
what the world holds
deep in the core
maybe our bodies will fill with warmth
radiate love
glow like sunbeams
glitter like disco balls
when the world ends
we will never know
we will all be there
be gone

Strawberry Spores

one morning on a pop can
there was a village of strawberry spores
(juicy)
one got away in a single drop of rain
it spun
and spun
and spun
like a spiders freshly spun web
bold red
bright red
it spun
perfectly round, was it real?
eyes focus
spinning
crying
all you can do is cry when something is so beautiful
imagine,
all of this on a pop can
in a village of juicy red strawberry spores

the gifts of the world.

The world created itself.
It was beautiful.
It desired to see itself and so it created life.
It gave life two gifts: 1. numbers 2. emotions.
After time, life got so caught up in looking at itself that it forgot to look at the beauty in the world.
Life continues to go on counting numbers and discover solutions (which will be there for eternity)
but it denies the emotions that they were once given to see the world (which is slowly disappearing before our eyes).

Listen

Today when you wake up try to be conscious of when you speak. The world moves so fast that we often feel the urge to speak at all times but really we should be listening. Listen to each word that someone utters to you- process it- think about if you are really there or if you are just waiting to hear yourself. It's time for the world to be a place for each other and not for ones-self. Love everyone you meet and listen to everything you can- let go of hearing yourself and just be.

Mentha x piperita

peppermint-
it washes away my sins
my mind weeps.

rain drops on my eyelids
the door wont open

i dont blame you
i should remember,
how to breathe

When Grandparents say things that make you light up.

old people in the sky
some of their stares make me wonder why
but their lips when they move
they speak words that sound like "coo"
and when i listen, truly listen

i know

that growing old doesn't deplete ones soul
it only makes it grow and grow

Bees rule the world

you laugh

when the bees are gone there is nothing left

you laugh again

the bees
the reason they are so important
they don't know they are
there are not just bees
they rule the world

you are scared

be scared
we do not rule the world

one day

some day

everything will be ours.
the moon, the stars

one day
everyone will know
that their energy is better used
on dirt roads and vinyl records

one day