every thing

some thing is happening in me. in the past, i would chirp, “no, it’s happening to me” but this time i take all responsibility. this thing. this happening has gripped me before. at times, a gentle embrace pointing me that way; at others, a debilitating force leaving me breathless that would laughingly say, “sug, it… Continue reading every thing

i am slowly yet eagerly coming back to my Self rest, they say patience, whispers my Love but i don’t know how to be still to not run time feels like a ticking clock with a motionless hourhand i cannot keep up but judgin’ by the Sun, i know time’s a’wastin’ rest, they say take… Continue reading