487: the rest of perfect motion

reality is a strong draft I constantly step into the front of the line when an idea hits me ‘I’ve got this one!’ I shout… sitting comfortably in the back seat belt fastened smiling at the driver through the rear view mirror holding John’s backward-stretched hand  he...

486: if I could lift you up

would it be worthy enough to count as a Way would it serve to be a blessing or would I be placing a curse upon the footsteps we all walk others before us others still to come some part of me in them and you in me and us in it all inspiration I say and kindness and...

485: how many of us can see it

each of us walking side by side yet alone full of a life lives inside with pulse and blood of their own every thing we have done and been through every experience of tears and of joy every time we turned left we have each chosen life with a pulse that becomes what it...

484: off spring

Can I be read in my writing? Does it help readers bent over my words get the tell of my condition? Is the ache of my heart and the storm of my head leaked out onto the page as they each gently hold the edge of it in their fingertips, trying to not muss the black ink...

483: times like these

I believe because in times like these this is the strongest power I can take possession of the truth that lies dormant latent to rise to form a new way hands raised healing there is time not much but some of us are paying attention paying in ways the others wont...