I am                              free pain          washes                     away       as ears                  fill– sound filtered through.           water each joint                        unbound,  cursed connective…

he climbs no destination in mind the journey, his freedom, his peace he climbs further still above the clouds ’til I am dust and he is sky

You are already drowning the waves of life push and toss you your body is tired of the burden   “stay afloat” you hear people say the promised help isn’t forthcoming maybe the hope you need lies on the other side of life maybe the…

2022 Hour 1 “Cyclops, Knowing and the Rain on Etna” The joy of it, my face turned to the sky Soft rain falling like a benediction Day after day, night after night, week upon week So much – so SO much That even here, atop…

Alone? No! I feel a presence just as I feel with my eyes closed Water! All around me Am I drowning? Slowly… bound, tied yet safe and floating free… Dead? How did I get here? I forget… Was I always here? In parts maybe… striving…

aching feet, freezing bones the end of your journey but the beginning of another’s