Taught At Birth

We don’t remember the day breath expelled from lungs. The newness, the creation from the womb of a living being. We were a joy brought in pain. We were alive inside the living. Giving not a care except for just being. Forget we have the luxury of just being for a moment, just being. All…

To The Clouds

Dear Thunder, Up into your wrath I stand naked and afraid I can not move I’m paralyzed The picket fences bend The horses neigh and scatter The windmill churns blistering The clouds part at lightning The hairs on my body paralyzed I scream eternal swears of pain I am at your mercy pierce me not…