A Thousand Sleepless NightsCategory
For your children, born into cities of gray
Let them find seeds in the soil, and not cinders
Hold them by the hand, I beg you. Teach t..
We are the sighing footfall of raindrops
We are the whispers of diminishing soil
Beasts of the Earth, why do you pounce so slow?
Looking into my own eyes, seeing the reflection of so many colorful lights
The clouds, the sky borne on every other breath
Can your soul ..
From darkness to the brightest of sunlight they emerge
The smallest of green tendrils that tie together above and below
The perfect de..
I leave this here for you, this sign of what is soon to be forgotten
For when greenery gives way to gray and our cities are nothing more than..
What are these things inside me; these fist-curling, ink-splattering emotions?
Drifting, late night thoughts sometimes do the best job to define ..