The knots
that life
has tied
on your heart,
Life
can also
untie.
But it is
up to you
whether to use
the released rope
to throw
a lifeline
or to
lash out.
Knots
Tag Archives: life
We all need each other
we all need
each other.
I need you
to inspire me,
to comfort me,
to make me laugh.
I need you
to need me
to do the same
for you.
Sitting in the backseat
Sometimes life is like
sitting in the backseat of a car
listening to someone else’s music
watching a time lapse of lives
being lived
outside your window.
Waiting to reach a destination
you know nothing about,
but that you are hoping
is going to be good.
Life is not a conquest
Life is not a conquest
or a project to ace.
It’s an exploration
of stardom
conquering you
while you’re busy
spinning tales
across the universe.
To Love
To love is to be present
for life’s struggle.
To be a ray fiercly burrowing
into the rawness of life’s
multilayered armor.
To choose not
to let go,
even when life pulls
you with it
into the abyss.
Life moves like a turtle
Life moves like a turtle
crossing the road,
not minding the chaos it causes,
it nonchalantly glides on
towards the other side.
And when it arrives,
after diligently climbing the curb,
it is puzzled to find itself
at the exact same spot
where its daring crossing began.
Flightless Angels
We are all flightless angels made to live out our lives on the ground.
Many of us spend a lifetime searching for our wings,
not quite comprehending how else to satisfy our inherent instinct
for ascension.
Return to Loveliness
January has been a cold and quiet month filled with musical inspiration, new flavors, and candlelit soirées.
There has been carnelian dawns, empty roads and open seas.
There has been angels and evening birds, frosted forests and sunny lanes.
All in all, it has been a quiet return to loveliness in a world gone quite mad.
The Quiet Season
It does not matter how slowly you go, how quietly you bloom or how many ripples you create as long as you do not stop moving, blooming or creating.
When Life calls
Answer swiftly when life calls
dwindle not in barren corridors
be not satisfied with ash and coal
open bravely the beckoning door
and step audacisoulsy onto life`s
revolving dance floor.
