Morning View in Winter

It’s dark longer now,
or does my perception lie?

Look beyond the veil.

On Being Human

Can I hold kindness
and disdain at the same time?

When there is truth, yes.

Morning burst fuels hope
full of fresh vision and time.

There’s a knock outside.

Grief turns up backwards
at times for different reasons.

A chained dragon flies.

The trumpet that blows

for itself loses all sound.

Don’t follow too close.

When it’s all too much
step away and feel your breath.

Therein rests your strength.

A rush of sunshine
flips the world around again.

Remember your dreams.