24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. ...

Newark, DE   

Newark   

United States    "This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet ...

Purgatory    ''Come take a walk, join me in my moonlit charade, shadows play, darkness sings, the curtain opens and the act begins ... '' I am ...

Earth    “Your dreams, what you hope for and all that, it's not separate from your life. It grows right up out of it. ” ― Barbara ...

we rise again in the grass. in the flowers. in songs.

21/F/Building galaxies within    We are all strange in our own ways We are all dancing to the music of things http://themusicofthings.blogspot.in/ https://www.instagram.com/amrutxa/

Newark, DE    swiffer wet jet

American    Never forget to look up

Muse: Carried by a wayward wish to hold on to something still which steadies my achy bones while it moves my soul at will