deaths over coat, winter, layed across the land and sparkled acting like it didnt care the sun is rising. sparkled with frozen morning dew.. it still thawed  the sun was on the move the seeds were waiting until the sun reached its destiny.

we learned how to fly after the first deluge.  it wasnt everyone, but a few just started to fly. something happened something in our mind, in our bodies, most of us were shook to the deepest core.  when it first happened and we lifted off soon after we were performing tricks and learning new routes … Continue reading tomorrow never comes →

yesterday i was a wind chime and you were my master you came in sputtering and puttering and apologizing and all i could do was react to you, the wind no i am sorry mister and your wife, whom i will possibly never see again.