Wednesday, October 28, 2009


"i heard once that it is better to meet god alone than with someone who wouldn't understand."

-noah levine "dharma punx"

Thursday, October 8, 2009

child of the moon

the words spill out
tumbling down like rain
washing away the salt of my grief.
time, waiting for no one, steals away
with the pain.
one day, i wake laughing
surprising myself into some kind of joy.
remembrance of something lighter,
wondering where it had gone for so long.
the light in my window
keeps burning
flickering to and fro
keeping time with the twinkling stars.
mother moon glowing kindly
upon my tired face
offering the promise of renewal.
"always," she says.
there is no such thing
as staying the same.