When I sit with You

  “Upon suffering beyond suffering: the Red Nation shall rise again and it shall be a blessing for a sick world. A world filled with broken promises, selfishness and separations. A world longing for light again. I see a time of Seven Generations when all the colors of mankind will gather under the Sacred Tree

Buddha was never a woman?

“Excuse me, what is this?”. “Protection… accident… spiriiiit.” – he replied in simple English. With the way he was driving a little protection wouldn’t hurt, I was thinking to myself, staring at an unusual talisman hanging from his rearview mirror. I was so absorbed by the play of its colors and dangling sounds, that I completely forgot my initial

Sunset

Hell yeah To those times When I roam free Floating magically Where the water meets the fire Reflecting its shimmering light Sparkling with gold on my copper skin, Washing off the distant screams Of soulless creatures who once called me home. Dissolving their dark shadows who once fed in my temple, Closing the doors in

The fire in her eyes

I remember seeing a picture And thought How beautiful you are. I remember noticing the fire in your eyes. When I met you for the first time I felt knots in my belly Tightness in my balls. I wanted to know you And I was afraid to find out just how related we are. I