seamless.

It's the wind that keeps whispering when you are near,

the call and the confidence of being held dear.

I'm seamless. Seamless when I'm with you.

It cuts through my veins, through my bones to the core,

to experience more of me, and still there is more.

this seamless ragamuffin is tossed once more.

Around again, the story goes of the fall, the wasteland and the tall walls.

she sews up her sides, her wounds and her pride. Still seamless once more.

new.

You make all things new.

Casting aside my fears this Truth.

Faithful to all who will come near.

Whispering softly, My dear.

Hither I went and found your lap.

Safely kept. I lay, I went for a nap.

Morning to come, and I was made new.

The mirror did tell it was not me, but You.

{Picture Little Fine Day}

intoxicating.

For you are the worth in my soul. The price they bore, that made me broke. And broke me whole. Intoxicated by how you look at me, when freshly I don't know you. I look to you and I am not merely amazed. I look to you and I find the intoxicating desires I have been longing for this whole existence. Exposed to the ravens and crows, my beating drum is broken, there are holes inside. And there is nothing left in my tank. I have nothing left to offer the broken, for I am one of them. I want to trust again, but I am afraid of the operatic thunder storms which did brew behind me. Are they gone forever? Are they gone for good? Will they return again and will that damned raven steal my soul again? These questions are limitless, there are no answers for me here. The pondering and desires find their way back home. I want to get lost in you. I want to breathe into my parched lungs again. Are you the one I can trust? Be awakened my soul. Do not be broken no more.

resolve. preference.

Embarking on this beautiful new decade, there are things to which I must resolve and things to which I prefer and therefore I work towards. It has honestly been the most difficult year of my life thus far, but in many ways the most exhilarating journey. I feel as though I have been shipwrecked, a cast away and now upon gathering my feet again I get to explore this bountiful land with which I find myself. There are new things to taste, to sense and most all of them are foreign to me. So I set the vision clear, whilst watching the boats of the past drift off into small shapes in my long sighted eyes. I set the vision so that I don't get confused, so that I don't side track or move with tides of emotions. There is treasure to be had, treasure that was always here but I wasn't ready to find. I have nothing but sheer gutsy determination and intuitive natures to guild me. I trust myself more than ever, I trust this intuition because it became my friend a long time ago. I trust this intuition because it is my warning bell, I've learned that I can do this, that I am more than capable, that I have these particular guts because there is much treasure to be found. I say goodbye to old friends, dear ones and loves not because I didn't love them, but because time came and time left. They have their own treasure to find, and I wish them well. This new decade brewds over me, changes the ancient skies to glow above colours of gold and blinding whites, they give peace to the storms which brought me here. I am safe and sound. I am here now...