Mist slumbers low around the ankles of the earth...
Be
A Not-Poem for Monday (Breathe)
Inhale your fill and remember for one moment, maybe two moments more, how to just be...
Tea is at Four
"...tea is at four. There's plenty of it. You are welcome any time. Don't bother knocking!"
-Bilbo Baggins
From Yellow to Blue
Dress in every shade of green that was ever meant to Exist from yellow to blue.
Ruminations of a Working Man, Pt. XI: The Middle
We want more than we are, and to be more than we are. The tension brings rise to imagination-captivating inventions that bring us closer to the Middle.
Pick Your Poison
And now it's getting hard to breathe. Pick your poison - heart or treason.
The Art of Being
All I can say is, much like this post, I didn't know how it all started, where it went, and I pray it never concludes. All I knew was that I simply was in that moment, and the precise art of being is one to always be sought but never mastered.
The Bravest Thing You Could Ever Be
And I, when left to my own devices, can hardly breathe. I gave myself a moment today to take the world in, and required conscious effort to allow my chest to rise and fall...
