If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort.
prose
Fluctuations
The world constantly sways me between poet and malcontent.
Sensational
the famous five senses
are only helper senses
to our other infinite unnamed
Tune in
Many of us have become deaf to our own bodies, which is why we are
Inner light
If you keep a sunny attitude, you will glow like a rainbow when life gets stormy.
Venules
Passion does not study anatomy in books.
Cry it out
When you allow the tears to flow out, you’re allowing relief and hope and faith and all sorts of good things to come in.
It’s staggering
Evolution: that last step was a doozy!
Looking forward
If winter wrote an autobiography, it would be mostly about the spring.
From the library to the park
Happiness is sharing a bowl of cherries and a book of poetry with a
Weary
“When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest.”
—Antonio Porchia (1886–1968), Voces, 1943–1966, translated from the Spanish by W. S. Merwin (1927–2019), 1968
Glorious
imagine how many glorious winters and springs
the stars from their celestial perches have seen—
Hard life, good life
Life can be hard, but if you’ve got somebody to love — Yay!