Hum

Why am I waiting to sit with my own thoughts, meditate through breaths.

I’ll take some time to walk with you, talk with you, and just be in one place.

Shifting into space, it’s time to shut off time and lay down the pace. 

It’s you

You let me view the beauty contained within the stained glass windows i’ll call your eyes, the angelic soul God gave you inside. It shines a miraculous light in my direction leading me right to you as a stranger. Now you are my best friend whom I’ve known forever, in my heart, that I’d find. 

Survival 

Our conscious interwoven state breaths like a beautiful new bloom photosynthesising with the ball of fire in the sky that only grows bigger with each passing day, buzzing like a child in overwhelming anticipation to consume the earth with its absolute nessacary warmth and constant reminder of survival.