Stale breadcrumbs Why do you bend pick up stale bread crumbs They are for the birds my friend Not for you, your hungry soul Why do you bend over backwards Just in case you missed one And it is ...
I became I followed a wave today its soft rising, falling, shapes, contours its crests became familiar as the lines on my palm, shape of my thigh I saw this wave how it lifted, fell, was separate yet ...
Be The Light If the desert would give back This sand, like a mother’s touch of warmth Yet cactus just dreams of a watery life And ask why – as the night whispers Tomorrow needs our love, our kindness ...