If I could breathe under water I'd never surface again. The sand supporting my back as I rest Fading light filtering down No more cares of the world above I would choose fluidity Presence Consciousness and connection Beneath the waves I feel this more deeply.
Descent into the dark A clear death Fast freedom Wisdom comes to those who Wait for rebirth Be still Shed the skin thrust upon you
Friends can be found In the tiniest of landscapes New worlds discovered Abstract horizons pursued Washed away anew [see if you can spot the spikey friends too]
Riots of color parade underwater Where the light enters
I jumped off the Jamaican west end cliffs Alone When the day was new Sea and its inhabitants only disturbed by myself Morning light streaming in from above I have to remember that it reached me Touched me Permeated Even if I can't find the light now.
I don’t want anything, really Other than to just shrink into bed My own scent My solitude Safety.
So I took this helpful creative writing course over the summer on fiction writing. I picked up some tools about how to outline a story so you don’t end up rewriting it a god awful amount of times. But Ive found myself stuck in the sense of … I have the general idea of what [...]
Partnerships Friendships Love thrives below and above. Though our footprints washed away We touched the sand (and likely brought some back with us). We changed this place and it changed us. I'm in love. Well, I have been for a long time. But I'm in love with my life that I'm creating. I'm in love [...]
All the world is art Even below the water's surface Life strives toward the light Cradled In the sleepy tide.
The sea Is the mother of all life. We have all come from and will return. Vast in power and love swayed by the moon but resilient. You are her likeness.