We are made of salt, and wind, and water We are made of dirt. Born from earth as breathing, walking things Sometimes brave Sometimes not. As the sacred mountain surveys the land So we take in the world Unquenchable, filled with a desire To see more, and own what we see. We are made of dirt … Continue reading Dirt

The Recluse

World composed of walls and shadows Light filtered through dirty blinds Light given by efficient glass bulbs Light glowing from a colorful screen World composed of dust and quiet Quiet punctuated by music Quiet interrupted by laughter Quiet moments between words A weary mind buzzing with spiraling An active mind torn between opportunities A chance … Continue reading The Recluse