Let Us Dance, Naked. {poetry}
Let the mad onlookers point and stare, for they wish they were us,
encumbered and enlightened, by this strange yet glorious existence,
of human, spirit soul-speaking, ultimate.
Daily Archives:
Thank You For Not Calling.
Some wonder why I’m thanking someone who hurt me so deeply and forever changed my life. Buddha’s saying pretty much says it all, Holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. Holding on to that rage and sadness was only hurting myself.
The Best New Year’s Kiss Of My Life.
I'm talking about the kiss I gave my own reflection, just minutes after 2016 came dancing in.