Reaching
When we reach we reach with every part of us.
Truth
It's rare to find truth. It's usually hidden in a child's eyes, or
underneath the surface of our everyday psyche.
Adolescence
Struggling Night
Struggling Night is a conveyance of time, mind, and heart exploring the undertow of the ever present longings we all have. Through a milieu of the human experience we engage the gradients between despair and hope.
Without us, they wouldn't exist.
You're Golden
I promise you're Golden. Your eyes and your smile how they light up when you experience joy. How nature, and its colors, reflect off of your skin and clothing garments. The center of the room, always. You embody joy and growth just like the plants in our living space. I believe Gold is your nature, and light is your canvas.
There's a river flowing quieting the storms in our head
Each movement of water gently taking what we're holding
Breathing and nourishing our longing soul.
The beauty is in the being
the loving
the knowing that you belong
Reaching
When we reach we reach with every part of us.
Truth
It's rare to find truth. It's usually hidden in a child's eyes, or
underneath the surface of our everyday psyche.
Adolescence
Struggling Night
Struggling Night is a conveyance of time, mind, and heart exploring the undertow of the ever present longings we all have. Through a milieu of the human experience we engage the gradients between despair and hope.
Without us, they wouldn't exist.
You're Golden
I promise you're Golden. Your eyes and your smile how they light up when you experience joy. How nature, and its colors, reflect off of your skin and clothing garments. The center of the room, always. You embody joy and growth just like the plants in our living space. I believe Gold is your nature, and light is your canvas.
There's a river flowing quieting the storms in our head
Each movement of water gently taking what we're holding
Breathing and nourishing our longing soul.
The beauty is in the being
the loving
the knowing that you belong
