Spirit

  • Twinkling Silence

    Hush. Here in the silence that lingers between each star. Close your eyes, let the sweet velvet black hold you. And you will know (you will know) that this is all you need. The twinkling silence that is you. This… Continue reading

  • Life Beyond

    I know when I am talking to a persons soul. There is no feeling wider, deeper, more beautiful than to sit beside a friend and know them beyond their human story. The vastness of them. The invisible wonder; felt, yet… Continue reading

  • Myself.

    I have seen myself in the world around me. In the people, things and places I love. In the people, things and places I hate. In the people, things and places I care only slightly for. I block myself from… Continue reading

  • Together, Alone

    In the lonely hours they cry for their humanity. For the lost past, for the uncertain present they wander lost. Together, alone. Continue reading

  • My Own Peace

    Some days, I take a deep breath and ask the world to soften. The world never does soften. So I fall behind its wind, and I find my own peace. Continue reading

  • Unravelled

    Music brought me undone again, today. Unravelled. Beautifully. Thoroughly. And though it’s not a surprise that music can so easily undress my soul, it is often a surprise to feel the way it surges and dances through my body. How… Continue reading

  • Sweet Aching Quiet

    Sweet aching quiet. Soft night, curled up beside me. I know you. I know your fragile whispers, well. Continue reading

  • The Christmas Spirit

    The Christmas spirit never dies. The Christmas spirit is forever and always, so why put it away? Do we not become our best selves whilst wrapped in the spirit of Christmas? Me thinks we do. And so it is I… Continue reading

  • Sweet Eternity

    Oh, the heat that I see that I feel that I know. I will be the flame to my own fire. I will light the path of burning sweet eternity. Continue reading

  • The Deep Of Me

    You may name it what you will. But the ocean will always smell like what is beneath the name. It will always look like what is beneath the name. And it will always feel like my very own soul, (the… Continue reading