Summer spills from the sky,slaking the soil ~ libations linger in puddles drawn forwings washes ~sun swept by bird banter andrustling green breezes,we sink into shaded repose. Have a beautiful day!
little things
chaos
Chaotic functionrests in rhythm with beauty —fear Rilke’s angelsor recognize theirpower as promise ~ proclaim courage in being you — your light catches the gold lining of storm clouds ~ capture your chaos ~ You can find an animation that pairs with chaos here on Instagram and a still shot in the Color Chaos Gallery … Continue reading chaos
outward // incoming
Outward and incoming, molten rays of optimism melt into gray clouds gripping firmly to our hopes for spring. From above — some slow spark fine in point and valor, the graceful intervention of immortal mention, divined in the dying breath of a man slain by stalling~ incoming and outward the message mines its medium for … Continue reading outward // incoming
sentient skies
Birds unburden the city silence delinking the chains of a solitary season, decompressing minds confinedto the stone walls of winter.People sit where they scattered on green blades becoming ladders to the sun-drenched dreams of early springs and stubborn summers.On the wings of a finch, we sing to warmer skies. You can find an animation that … Continue reading sentient skies
blue
Sometimes we have none —nothing to say, but sayI wish you were hereWhat worlds have you graced?No words for the wonder of your life beyond Today to visit I go Miles ~ a joyto feel Kind of Blue. Hi! Check out an animation of blue bows here: @speciesofvalue. Thanks for stopping by!
between
Burn beyond the bordersof anywhere you’ve daredyour frosted heart to chance ~reach into the soul’s recess — hold the hurt you feel — thenFeel the glow livingand breathing withinthe hurt, yearning for your tender handsto set fate free~ go between to become ~ go between to become
the sun dials in
Landscaped privacy behind gates of Gramercythe sun dials in —“I count only sunny hours”the solar timepiece reassuresso I, I imagine, can indulge the blursand spurs of night’s knowing, of darkness’s doubting the murmurs of sorrow’s solace emergingand purging the sufferingfrom gratitude’s corps —the soft and tender eye discerns moreof the differences between destinies,of the exemption … Continue reading the sun dials in
centering
into the centeraway from shallow edgesconverge ~ yin and yang centering
high on heaven
Snowflakes fluttertoward a ground too warmto celebrate their journeyfrom clouds too coldto keep them.Lost in the clamor,by gravity’s command,the individualityof each falling flakefades into flurry.But the ground does not refuseall the sky sends —Lightning hits andhovers in hindsight until thunder reachesup from the earth and clapsour senses together —How could something so mightyto the eye … Continue reading high on heaven
pause
Overwhelmed and under nourished,the soul saturates with someone else’s meaning.Rest resiststhe constant collision of worlds warped by screen shields andanonymous armies.We break without cracking. Pause —to feel the sun slink into winter coatsto hear the birds banterto see the smilesurfacing on a stranger’s face —return it and exhale. pause ***if the animations aren’t loading for … Continue reading pause
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