I’m still here

Your pure cotton shirt catches the wind, unfurling a sail on a mediterranean road. With a bright sunny nonchalant freedom you toss away words, happy apple cores. Be yourself, share yourself, be vulnerable, each a final testament of an impossibility. I cast a smile at your brown eagle eyes, the warrior in me bravely chiselingContinue reading “I’m still here”

I Am A Battlefield 

I see my fingers unfurl like a flower Planting my banner in battle blood I see the empty bowls of my hands Plunging into water crystal pure I see black birds circling like a wind Calling peace down their hollow beaks My companion, silence, waits for me Knowledge speaks to me in silence Wisdom findsContinue reading “I Am A Battlefield “