a desired coziness

that beauty and grace I crave that comfort and coziness a magical connection that thrives teaches, bridges, flourish and nourish -aw

a disconnect

I can see your flames but i can’t feel your heat so close to see and hear just out of reach, disconnected -aw

no rules to live by

there really are no rules in this thing called life today we dance in the forest agrin tomorrow we’ll cry in the seaside -aw

soul to a soul

why hello stranger we meet again but in different forms I say hello you say goodbye but the in between is what’s worth fighting for -aw

freeflowing calamity

i’m not sure I know what I’m after but I know what matters to me isn’t that all that matters truly? letting go and letting be the freeflowing calamitous nature of it all it is what it is, and it is what it isn’t -aw

there are windows

the winding pathways and inner workings of my mind somedays feel like a web of webs a spiraling staircase that never ends but there are windows there is music, an essence be merry, notice it and be still -aw

be and you'll see

what a strange and wonderful place care to stop to smell the roses or wait for the next wave to ride off on you see there are possibilities worth discovering if you’re able to escape the mind trap move, act, try something new be bold, be couragous, be mindful be and you’ll see -aw

hello stranger

hello stranger would you mind if I ask? are you open to new friends? what vibrations, what energy does our combination yield to us no outcomes just a positive feeling, a cheery face the gut brain doing what it does best glad you made it here into my weird little life -aw

burnt toast

time and space connect all in the blink of an eye we can go from wanting to having and losing that smell of burnt toast from when I was young bridging me through a spacetime what time travelers we are -aw

yearn for it all

the rustling of leaves a breeze and bloom all around this life has given me life a way to experience itself to feel, to sense, to breathe anew in my heart of hearts, I yearn for it all -aw

look back to look forward

what a difference a year makes the hopes and dreams I once had some come to fruition, some drift away look back in order to look forward the things that made you learn, grow, heal cherish them and find them, as they will not end -aw

playing controller

sometimes I stumble on the cracks in the sidewalk aware that they never meant to but I stop to observe the greens growing through the ever-persevering life manifest nothing we do can ever be permanent nature and it’s binding power is unlimited we’re just mere observers, playing controller -aw

what kind of pain

we all take strides from different walks of life differing perspectives and minds what does this mean, when we coalesce how we interact, how we show up where and when we decide to share the emotion that presents, the emotion that hides what pain begets pain, what joy begets joy how do we kiss moments goodbye, or hold on forever my pain versus your pain standing side by side what kind of pain do you hold

melancholy aroma

is it enough? is my presence enough? what more can I bring? what more can I be? simply existing, noticing being with is a present the intangible feelings a melancholy song and dance -aw

step by step

step by step view by view we ache and we ache by on by these winding turns of life we learn, we grow, becoming anew -aw

a blind path forward

uncertainty she’s the shadowy figure at the other end of the ballroom a blind path forward but intriguing nonetheless I coalesce and devolve into a static symphony as I lull myself ever more untoward -aw

lost in the world

these 0s and 1s the binary of life that makes up everything we are and everything we ought to be at the end of the day are we just a number? or something to shape to mold and create this universe -aw

always one step ahead

what do you hear when you’re alone with yourself is there chatter, waves of noise or just the sound of silence where does your wanderer go which paths do they wind and weave through your conscious being is a great servant but a bad master observe the observer watch where it goes, keep it close be curious of the curiosity staying one step ahead -aw

the same, but different

deep breath in a settling peace, like wind erasing dust the rain cleanses the earth a new beginning, a fresh start an exhale to release oxygen fuels flames of retreat the burning heat, scorching the roots and greens a new beginning all the same some endings and beginnings are just different the same, yes but different -aw

what is this feeling

lost among a sea the sea that built me only to realize everything around me, is me projections, mirrors, feelings, light, dark the very beginnings of time held next to nothing besides what we contain but what is this feeling I feel I feel -aw

when the day is nigh

one page flips to another a chapter resigns, dawns anew at the end of the day it is the passion that remains am I wrong for believing? hardly the opposite for when the day is nigh we’ll know the pain and suffering -aw

potent

careful: subject is highly concentrated an unknown potency, released to the world an amalgamation of everything beautiful and damned what do I have to offer this world what lurks below this surface like magma in a mantle, awaiting its time -aw

whitecaps to glass

don’t let me get ahead of me the mind stays calm like the winds on an open sea one gust, two gusts whitecaps aflash into towering mavericks only to return to a shimmering glass pane -aw

observer of the observer

random access memories from an intelligent field something we cannot yet fathom but from where do we pull our memories? as I observe the past observer it is within those shifts I recognize emotion, the senses all stored within us, within a larger repository -aw

you versus you

these thoughts can be drowning they can also be uplifting what power do you give them? what do you believe you’re made of? at the end of the day it’s you versus you take care of that fellow be kind, and find your path -aw