Opening myself to the sky
Sea and sky
Tag: Art
A poem for Vilnius
The ones who worship the sun, moon and stars, name their children after trees, who've been conquered and been conquerors, who sang their way to freedom.
Traveler
No matter how gray it is on Earth above the clouds it is always blue
Something to be said for the passing of time
I am endlessly grateful for picking the painful path. Art feeds my body and soul and blisters are now part of my skin
For anyone who needs these words
Life will give you choices paths and roads and stories like a bicycle you must keep moving otherwise you'll crash
A note to self
don't fight your beautiful mind or shame your perfect body come home to yourself you are your only home
A poem for everyone who’s moving away
and everything I once looked at with awe will become common and ordinary. Until I return to my home town and everything looks smaller and far more beautiful.
A poem about hot yoga
through shaking and doubt I will always balance my roots are strong in the ground even though I sway.
A little graduation poem
Tomorrow I graduate. and as I walk that stage I will leave behind a piece of me. a feeling of leaving summer camp of hugging all my friends goodbye and crying in the car thinking of all the beautiful times left behind me but I'll be glad to be back in my bed. I've had a… Continue reading A little graduation poem
