As I sit here upon my window ledge, the winter outside I see The outpost of the Sun has long been abandoned, not another soul walks the bleak street Is it the sighing of the glass I hear, does the rain really pain it so? And I wonder what those trees do feel, as the … Continue reading The Winter Owls
I am one. I am one of a trillion billion infinite stars. One energy. One unique and pure entity. Warm love. There is a peace within. A tranquil, undisturbed overgrown garden of life. Barely ever touched by the darkness of my thinking life. Of my thoughts in the life of which my external being exists. … Continue reading Green.
Into the wilderness she goesThe company only of her ripened heartWarmth from an ever burning flicker, a delicate flame, a spark of hopeThe light of her stubborn faith Everything before, all of the known, all of the seen leading to nowTo this wilderness before herTo this wild in which she now journeys Into the wilderness … Continue reading Into The Wilderness
I know it’s been a whileI’ve been meaning to call byGuess I got sidetracked by my smileTruth is, I haven’t missed you at allIt seems it’s been so long You overstayed your welcome and now I know you’re goneMy feet feel finally comfortable in the shoes which I belongIt’s not as lonely as I thought … Continue reading Catastrophe
A story written across the pages of my journal. Written with care and intention. Written away from prying eyes. I hide in my quiet place by the ocean when I write of you. The words seep effortlessly from within my mind where they float around like the winter leaves and stumble onto the pages before … Continue reading Discontented
Being controlled by internal belief systems formed by the external actions of others may look like:* Staying in unhealthy relationships for fear of being judged, ridiculed or told you’re making a mistake. That you’re being irrational. Out of control. Or that you will not cope. * Trying to please people all the time. Being afraid … Continue reading ICEBERG AHEAD
Pain is in all life. In all life is pain. Pain is the surface beneath the thin ice of feel on which we glide. Freely. Carelessly and willingly. A debt in which one is born already owing. Shackles gripped around our ankles for so long we are naively numb to the burden it bares.The lesson … Continue reading Friend
As I lay in the darkened corner of the darkened room, I hear the clock ticking, stealing away my seconds Snatching from me the precious time in which I linger, in which i stay Better to stay in these lingering seconds, minutes and hours Better to be here, hidden away. Hiding away from my fate … Continue reading Conflicted
The man he walks alone and cold For all the nights and all the days He calls her name out to the winds His only love Orlaigh He walks his path for all his years Along his road he meets with snow His feet grow blue and sore , they bleed with his heart For … Continue reading Orlaigh
The space between the pain and the lesson is a battlefield in which we can all emerge victorious. We crawl through the skeletons of time. We gently move past the weapons of memory. As we seem lost and fall into the trenches of heartache we smell chance as we move closer to the river of … Continue reading The Space Between
Something about Sarah 