Imagination Station

I can’t find the doorway out, I’ve learned it does no good to cry and shout, The motion around the room feels rehearsed, It’s when I stop that the pressure occurs, Perhaps I am like…

The coyote calls, Into the darkness of the night, Half lonely, half connected. The yelp and howl, Echoes down the road, Drawing on my heartstrings. The sound reaches my ears, Through the noise of the…

At first they were just a collage of textures, white on blue. What was the wind doing up there? I didn’t care, I was in awe as I laid my head back in the evening…

I love this bodyThis body of mineIt has been through muchStood the test of timeThe miracle of bloodNerves and boneIs not lost on me Contradiction imbibedWith dreams far awaySpirit is the answerSo many healers say“You’re…