To be like water

I’m afraid that my own self-doubts will get in the way of fully achieving what I want. So I need to be fluid, like water. Pic taken by me at Prospect Park, Brooklyn. Advertisements

Transient

Life and death, everything is so transient.   Pic taken by me in Greenwood Cemetery, Brooklyn NY

Observation

There’s something about the way you observe people, you notice the little things; it intrigues me.   Pic taken by me, Prospect Park  

The Burden

Leave when there’s nothing left to lose. Eventually, you’ll lose your sanity. The weight of the lies and manipulation, burdens your conscious like heavy snowfall on tree branches.

NYC Summer

Inescapable heat intensified by concrete and steel. Throngs of people crowd the streets, dirt envelops all surfaces, the scent of rancid garbage permeates the air. Despite it all, the rain is beautiful on a steamy day; the petrichor feeds my soul and relief has washed over my body.    Pic taken by me at The…

In the Present

Slaves to time, a concept that quietly dictates our lives. Getting things done while waiting for it to pass, so we can overcome certain feelings, and look forward to pleasantries We anticipate events and outcomes; self-induced anxiety. We live as if time really is a linear concept But what is time really? How do you…

The Conditions Weren’t Right

I watched it die Once a big bountiful plant, it soon shrank in size Flowers ceased to blossom from its petals I couldn’t cultivate new ones I tried my hardest – I watered it when dry, yet not enough light I placed it in the sun With light too direct, the leaves burned Given the…

Path of Least Resistance

Nature, the world’s organic symphony Take some time to listen – Hear the trees sway, sometimes they whisper in a light breeze or howl like the lone wolf on a windy night Birds remind us that wildlife lives among us, chirping, calling out to one another in a foreign language Serving as a background soundtrack…

Longing

Our hearts beat for one another While simultaneously being torn apart.   Pic taken by me in Park Slope, Brooklyn

Revitalize

Possibilities; the sunrise is a blessing. Glittering rays kiss my face, the possibilities of a new day; An awakening Thankful for this moment, a peaceful calm only nature can offer Soothing sounds of waves rolling onto the shore, Set intentions Oh, the difference each day makes A new liberation as the sun warms all in…