Buried Deep – Who I Really Am

In the dark, Out the window, Across the fields, Down the street, Beside the lamp, Under the bushes, I was, stained of dirt Digging rigorously Breathing heavily Burying my feelings Under a layer of smiles And hugs A layer of kind words And hands.    

Great Outdoors

The great outdoors, mud, mountains, and more Jungles with trees swaying in the breeze Rivers, real clear fish, fungi, all here Deserts, barren and dry frozen at night Golden sunshine, pink skies, sunrise. The great outdoors, beauty galore.

Thoughts 8

By needing, this world would function, But by wanting, this world grows. Think about it. If we all did only what we absolutely needed to do, where would we get? Everyone would wake up, make money, eat, sleep, breathe, and just keep on going that way. In fact, there would be no conflict. A conflict [...]

Control

Two legs to walk Two hands to work Two eyes to see Two ears to hear One nose to breath One mouth to speak One mind to think One heart to feel The most valuable of things, We have only a couple. These are the things One can control. Outside of these, The sea will [...]