A poison, That runs through your veins, That clouds your brain, An empty heart is all that remains. That's what it does, that poison called "seriousness". It traps you in words, so the world will go past you, It traps you in thoughts, so that you may never see yourself, It hardens you, so that … Continue reading seriousness
I am the cradle that you call home, The soil from where you came and the ground on which you stand tall. I am the mother of all mothers, The source of things coming and going. My heart is beating for all things living and dying, My lungs are the air you breathe, My blood … Continue reading Her
In the recent months that passed, I had, on more than just one occasion, interactions with random people that just came up to me asking for something, whether that was a homeless guy asking for a bit of cash, a guy asking for directions or an old lady that didn't know how to buy a … Continue reading What does it mean to live from the heart?
Life feels like a painting we've been put inside, We're all but a brushstroke by the hand of the Infinite. Amidst this glorious painting of our world we wander, Each of us adding color to the world and so we wonder. In uniqueness we may differ but in Soul we are One, Burst forth with … Continue reading painting of the world
Without air, our lungs could never breathe, Without skin, the warmth of the sun goes unfelt, Without a tongue, the freshness of water will be unknown. Without ears, the song of the birds will go unheard, Without feat, no soil can be felt underneath you. We are the earth, the earth is us. What we … Continue reading Sitting in the lap of creation
It's true. No one really knows what's going on. No scientist, no religious priest, no philosopher, no guru. Really, no one actually has ultimate answers. We are born into a mystery. What does it take each one of us to admit, that we are all just trying to figure things out and that we don't … Continue reading Life – a beautiful organized chaos
In silence I weep as I see you engulfed in flames, boots trampling on the ground beating down our fellow brothers and sisters in the name of security and safety. What security I wonder, what safety do they seek? For your radiant beauty, oh Great Mother, is being guarded by the warming fire of the … Continue reading Burning Garden of Eden
A poem inspired by an experience I had a while ago, that had a life-changing impact on me. I drank, Unknowingly leaving behind myself, Laying open before me the mess of what I was, that I still am. A journey into an ocean of unknowing, Leaving behind the burden of knowledge, I witnessed the birth of … Continue reading Jungle medicine