There is a melancholy whisper in my soul that beckons me to come close for a kiss in my depths when I am alone. A hidden place only l know; a secret behind my eyes: the inexplicable thing people sense when they wander too near. Too akin to darkness for comfort, for them. But for … More The Language of Water
By the art, I grieve the loss of the old me, letting go of my grip on identity, for there are no names to define what I have always been and always will be. A droplet of light upon the earth for a moment, then back into The Light with The All, brighter for the … More The Journey of Light
My Angel found me just in time to get me ready to go. He gives me a safe place to leave my skin behind and grow a new one; Put on light instead of all this iron. For who can be content in a metal cast, so heavy so no one can ever see who … More The Keeper of Lights
My thoughts are like arrows to my soft places, turning them hard with scars, until I can no longer feel the piercing pain; Until I am but a shield to guard the realms from the darkness I create. I learned to make it when I was young from the ones who stole my heart and … More Sovereignty
Oh, Time, strange thing you are, teasing us with urgency in the illusion of scarcity. We can never know your true nature with all this fear of losing you. Do you ever truly disappear or is it merely that our attachment to the years painted on our gadgets leads to no longer seeing the numbers … More A Sign of Time
Creature Speak - The Language of Creaturehood 