this is the last breath i will take.
my wings can no longer flutter.
i am barely awake.
the pain is gone but i
still cannot see.
there is no future
for my mate to
be with me.
i am breathing softly
i tuck in my head.
i wanted to wake up
but i was hit by a
so humans who drive
look all around.
there is life in the air
and there is life
on the ground.
this earth we share, please hear our prayer. you have big toys and machines... sometimes you are mean. we live here too, just like you... we live and die, we even cry. so today we pray, as we always do... that we can get some kindness, understanding and compassion from you
greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason.
my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find
inspiration in too many things to list, and far too
many more to remember.
sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from
living with a chronic illness, i have learned the
beauty of each day, and treat each as another
sun salutation, and another chance.