Soul

  • The Lonely Soul

    The lonely soul is a beauty. She is quiet, so quiet as she whispers her way through the noise, through the dark, through the rain. Sing a sweet song to her. Call to her and she shall hand you a… Continue reading

  • How Is A Rose To Grow?

    A rose to meet the morning bright, to grow in cheer, to gather life. Yet day to day the rose does wither, day to day the rose does wither, lost beneath the foggy dreary. Lost. Beneath. How is a rose… Continue reading

  • I Became The Sky

    I could have stared at the sky for hours. It was glowing. Grey and orange; still against the crashing sea. But it wasn’t the vision of the sunset that moved me. It was the feel of it within me. So… Continue reading

  • Beyond It All

    I will always be here. Feeling this depth of life, remembering how much I have loved and lost and never regretted a moment. Life has never attacked me, though I’ve been broken by its force many a time. I try… Continue reading

  • The Sound Of Night

    My body is alive with the sound of night. How I hunger for this bliss. How the melody of a simple tune makes love to my senses, and I am whole like the wind, like the sun, like love. Continue reading

  • Evermore

    Hold my heart, dear music. Let me float in the clouds, on the sweetest of tunes; let me hold this feeling, still, while the moon wraps around me. Sing it again, sweet Angel. Evermore is the breath of this beautiful,… Continue reading

  • Just A Rose

    A rose is just a rose to those who choose not to know her. Continue reading

  • Eternally

    This silence is the cloud I fall upon when I don’t know where to fly. How beautiful just to float. Here. Now. Eternally. Continue reading

  • At Five

    Sometimes I feel five. Like the world is big and I am small. And there are kids all around bigger than me, louder, scarier, bolder than this softness that folds me like tissue. (No one else folds like tissue. Just… Continue reading

  • Confessions Of A Meditator

    This is a big post for me. A very vulnerable one, which is saying something, considering all I ever do is unzip my chest and share my heart with the lot of you. I’m sharing all this with you because… Continue reading