Where the tree once stood

Go where the birds roam where they want. A place where they always come back, on a tree, underneath the sunlight. Living naturally within the forest that nurtures them cares for them that plays with them that holds the weight of their bodies after they move onto the next life and places it upon theContinue reading “Where the tree once stood”

Losing you

In losing myself, I lose you fading into the blue skies; the only place I ever found you anyway in my childish fantasies where I was the seeker and you were the gold goal it was always you it’s always been about you in clip arts, in stories, in conversations in hopes in my achingContinue reading “Losing you”