• Walking Toward the Moon

    We could navigate firm ground alive play the fool to see a mind survive. All children must conform to a rope length set by elders, might we  hope ~ enough to sweep their hearts in motion. A traveling caravan of wild emotion pervades the mind of the little eyes; shall we imagine society’s ills, lies…

  • Ancient Moon / Blood Moon

    We see the same you and I, years before we stood today. We wonder similar paths while away our worried soul yet out there again just the same the blood red moon, holds us all we are together once again, like the time before, and when we did, wonder the same, that other eon, that…

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