Poetry

Under the deepest blue shades, Of rarified sky, Stand resolute, the Gods, In whose shadows I was born. “I come here to be closer to the sun”, I think to

My water’s currents shift, As you pull me with your gift, Under moonlight eyes I drift On an ocean, in the midst,   A sky so full of stars, Reflected

She’s my atmosphere… When I breathe, I feel her move, deep inside of me. She’s my earth… Put my feet down, Feel her gravity, underneath the ground. She’s my wind…

Society’s heart beats to a bass line in a sellout song. Who are you to tell me what is right and what is wrong? I’ve always lived without a compass

In silver blue glow, We come alive. As the moon pulls waves to shore, And you into my arms, The soft and subtle light, Kisses your face, And I slip