Falling



Head held high,

Angled for just the right light through the trees,
Dreaming of utopia's problems.

Who says this dirty fucked up world isn't every heaven & hell devised.
We make our world vibrate just by breathing.
We don't have the choice, we were born into this connection.
Our gifts are ours to give.
We live to make & vibrate the world around us.


Why not?


Good a purpose as any.

There isn't a person born who doesn't touch something.
Basic physics, it all counts. Every breath.

       Raw



All of me. Open to feel.

  Accepting the world as it lands on my path.

  Accepting my strengths alongside my weaknesses.

  Accepting & having faith in the beautiful beast I am.

  Accepting & having faith in the spin of nature, time.