Art – Thoughts From a Tree

frail

we are all frail as glass and maybe we should be as transparent with each other so we fully realize our own humanity and leave behind our pride.

tomorrow

the tomorrow that you dreamed of faded, changed but its loss has aided you. and out of the ashes, the light is making something new. something more true than anything you’ve known before.

Often times, it is not the organized moments which bring joy, but the accidental ones. A catch up with an old friend, a walk through the woods and-more. Let’s try this. I am always put in awe by water, of the way it moves and defies order and yet blends perfectly into it. Something inContinue reading “|water|”

//He Sees//

When you are tired Rest in peace Breathe in Be still And know he sees The words spoken over you Do not define The sparkle of life In your eyes Don’t be afraid of it Don’t try to hide Live boldly and speak What’s shouting inside Tonight was draining so When you’re helpless call TheContinue reading “//He Sees//”

{faded}

(Inspired by a project where we had to look at a picture and come up with words for it, whether or not they applied to the picture.) They felt Neon sadness Of a lonely, hypnotical nature That wove in and out Of the reflections of Identity- Which flew and expand In a quest to findContinue reading “{faded}”

{Ask}

Late night thoughts 🙂 Behind each of our eyes lies a thousand lands that no one else can see; places where we dare to dream and scheme and hope and scream for more. Where we search for our core. There behind the locked door of our minds we dare to imagine beyond our little world and weContinue reading “{Ask}”