Hope

Hope Today I felt the heavy pain of the land Entire forests burned, charred Entire mountains with blackened scars The leaves of the valley oaks dulled orange Not from autumn skies But from death Demise Destruction Yet then there is this An angel in the skies bringing life Color Salmon and periwinkle Coral and slate…

Molting

Molting I keep coming back to this well And every time I find it dry But I keep coming back And I keep coming back   Empty Empty  Emptiness    There seems to be no word association With Emptiness   Because when there is nothing there There is nothing to associate with Just like everyone…