Monday, June 6, 2011

Amethyst...

Sometimes all you do is wait. Wait for winter to pass, wait for light to show, wait for what you are waiting for. And so you wait. What do you think of in your waits? What thoughts worry your mind? How does the time pass, she said. Do you know the time when the time passes with you? Are you aware of it? No, she said.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Open heart...

 
Feed me a plate of flower love. Paint me over in smells of color. Where you wrap around me and I hold onto you.