Here I am.
Life’s struggle.
Leaving me silent.
Alone with my God.
Abandoned but in peace.
Another turn I have to take
not knowing what lies around the bend.
I realize that I have to change my ways.
To see another season of trees.
Being alone is good
as long as I know
that there are others around
I don’t have to see,
I don’t have to speak.
We all need some color in life
to brighten our thoughts.
A good joke to make us laugh.
When in need of rest
I just close my eyes
and pretend to be here.
In my colorless land
With my lonely trees.
Where I know I find my God
deep inside of me.
Just another moment in life,
another struggle,
but always around the bend
another season of life awaits.
You will be free.



Shell ✨🐚

I can get irrationally angry at art, but not science.
Science is just a tool, art can betray you.

When the rising winter sun
Whispers a blush of peachy pink
On the evening’s steel blue clouds,
I know that I am home and safe,
In my small but ever busy world.
ljm

We are
two lonely stars
shrouded in the veil
of obstinate distance
glancing at each other
every so often

Together yet far apart

Sometimes I wonder
how long would it be
before we break and fall
into the abyss of oblivion
never to see each other
alight once again

A dusting of snow
Under a pink sky
A flash of gold
Where the narcissi
Bloom
Too early.