The blood was dripping through his hair. A gentle stream of red running down his wrapped arm. It slowly crept down his back. He knew his scalp was tore open, but he also knew it best to feel around it with his dirty fingers. Just keep dragging yourself forward, is what he kept telling himself…
The storm hits Washing up It’s harsh tide Bringing with it Pain and fear The onslaught Could continue Never ending A humming A swarm Of angry wasps Hovering close above Weary of It’s sting I’m tired Tired of this shit Tired of it For my sons Tired of it For me I’m learning Even if…
My feetClothed inGray ConverseMy eyesBathed inBeautySurroundingMy sensesMy heartFull fromMy timewith FelipeMy BrazilianSon The cityIt’s groundAlive withRich historyFeeling theGenerations pastThe richnessOf medieval timesComing throughIn the castleArcher stationsPolish lureOf a dragonA peopleHardy and proudDestroyed manyTimes overTenacity servingAs aGuiding light I’m alive hereThe EarthVigorously survivingEmbracing meOn a spirituallyDeep level A simple lifeAvailable to allSurrounding beautyThe callTo myHungrySearchingSoul Rick…
Part I: I am learning My instincts Are valid Almost always Right My “gut” Speaking Internally Audibly I’m listening In a way Like never Before An earthly Almost animalistic Movement Meaning Flowing through me A voice Quieted Far too long Bringing joy Living in this Moment Learning I am courageous Tenacious Enough to Follow my…
