if i could be a bridge at dusk,
i’d carry you gently into the night
At Dusk
Tag Archives: city
collected moments recently
a frigid winter afternoon with sunny rays bouncing from glass buildings and the sounds of kids skating and of laughter
a dark morning at 5:00 am when the blankets are warm and the snow swirls outside and there is still time to cling to a tiny sliver of sleep
returning home from hours away, being greeted by a jumping and licking pup who looks alternately like a little lamb or a tiny baby bear cub
a warm hug and genuine love from the little boy turned young man i will set free to be grown and be good and be kind in this vast and wonderful world
City Lights
the glow and the gleam
and the tiny spirit sparks distilled,
separated,
independent from the whole
and yet integral to the complete picture
Stand Tall
City buildings, I take a cue from you and stand tall.
Ego: east meets west philosophies
Recently, I was asked , “What makes you special?”
My first peaceful thought was simply, “nothing”.
And my second, “Does that make me special?”
