If I knew where to turn//I'd never have ended up here...
Into this Frontier
The Breeze that Approaches
The breeze that approaches//Is the same as the gale that departs...
Poetry.
A jumble of messy words//Depicting a clever thought...
On Wandering
...the old, wizened man//Is steadfast in the knees...
This Lovely Everything
I need to see something beautiful because I have fallen out of awe...
Familiar Things
Now these scars are familiar things like my endearing coffee rings...
For Love’s Sake
Using all tools for Love's sake...
Swells of Cessation
Sit in stillness, and smile...
The Waking World
Lay claim to the vibrant ebullience that is the waking world...
December Rose 