This is a tiny documentation of my spiral journey, the mosaic of experiences that emerge from the fabric of my life. Some poetry, some essays, some photos. Thank you for reading. If it is art, then may it inspire you to do your own art in whatever form it takes. Life is fleeting, truly a bubble in a stream. I want this to be an offering as we swiftly dance downstream together.
Tuesday, April 05, 2016
early april
a thousand miles of touch, this white beard a scratch in the bright snow... now green tea falls clean on a dreaming tongue.
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