firefly

How do you capture that excitement as the wind picks up and you know a storm is rolling in? Endless anticipation in infinite electricity. Fringes rising on static. Senses heightened by feelings. I want to live as the lightning bugs...

a question 1/17/20

The older man told me “Stop asking such pointless questions and ask what you really mean. In Zen Buddhism we mediate until we reach the centers of ourselves, the very bottom, at which point we realize we are a part of everything. So for the next question you ask, ask...

1:11am nostalgia

“It’s an ordeal.” he replies when questioned about the scars he wears. He would love to share how he got them, but he hates to dwell on it too much. For the briefest moment his eyes flash back and forth and his lips slowly separate as he remembers. Then he snaps back...

shades of pink

“Do you see those flowers over there?” she asked as we walked down the lane. “There are more shades of pink in those petals than you can imagine. You could spend hours, days, even years studying them and never discover all their hues.” That was how she saw everything....