Song of the Seven-Year-Old Poet
Where does the wind come from? where does the wind go? If I were the wind, I’d know, I’d know....
Working Out, Breaking Out
We go to a gym to work out but do we strengthen the muscle of our consciousness? Our birthright is...
Alive
I’m alive, what does it mean? A soft breeze through the window caresses my cheek to say good morning. This...
Khumba
Your elephant eye tells me clearly, we are animal kin. I believe in your being and I experience your affirmation...
