the more I try to grasp
the more it escapes.
leaving only a few grains.
faster I try to run
deeper my feet sink
slower I go.
the wind is blowing
listen to the sand.
5.21.2023
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
once in awhile, I let myself walk in the rain
letting raindrops hit against my body
it’s liberating, somehow
like a tower of sand I built as a child
shells of some kind around body starts melting
as the raindrop seeps into my heart
I wonder what it is about the rain
that brings this gravitas
5.6.2022
It’s a throw grain of salt into an ocean
Watch where it flows into a scene
Lightly dancing on a twinkling snaps of splashes,
it grooves along the waves
Swirling slowly, loftily into the sea.
From the white emerald, to dark and darker sapphire it sinks.
Letting its body pulled by sole gravity.
It alone journeys towards its destiny.
In the pitch bottom,
It’s said to be singing.
Singing a song of a dream.
Not of its glorious and lush past,
Not of its twinkling future,
But of its journey.
A journey that has not yet ended.
6.24.2019