Nothing compares to your diamond heart Formed in a union An explotion of energy A fire that still Burns inside of you   Nothing compares to your diamond heart Shaped deep within As the changing atmosphere weighs on you And you press against the universe   Nothing compares to your…

I hear its hum in my ear, In my severed ear. Wrapped it up on a piece of paper, gave it all to you… (It’s okay.) No one was worried anymore. And you… you over there! Don’t think the night’s descending, Summon it up, unending. Within moderation, all becomes a remedy. I see your eyes…

oh yes, I miss you your untamed wilderness severed from the outside with reverent vibration awareness soft feet on woolen floors the myriads of scents you share bursts that murmur hands that hold and dare with no pretense fragments of a story never told but sensed in your enchanted underworldly…

It’s not a competition, it’s nature The sunlight can’t bless everything As the trees grow taller Their crowns cast shadows wider The forest floor flattens Giving way to larger mammals Further picking apart shrubbery That is until a fire blazes through A lifetime event changes everything In the nights blink…

  Would you spit the pit of a watermelon to let it sprout or swallow it whole and hope that from the inside it will grow?   Such a sweet day-delight or served on air of those endless nights utterly grateful for this red flesh that is melting like snow…

Force of attraction is fundamental Gravitational energy fields Making time fly Being imbedded in your atmosphere   I could be floating in space Forever towards nowhere Out of time and direction Non-pressurized nonsensical   I want to be here in your orbit Succumb to your gravitational energy Life may be…

Give me  Fire                                                  Water it spreads because it can  . A burning hand that stay persistent  to hold if you are ever in need

and so enter into a strain of elderflowers crystals dropping from above blossoming off the minds and fingertips behind the gate a love blossoming off fingertips familiar eyes once discovered a resting earth waiting for a moment to strike the sun sets into a night a gentle fever never-ending spirits…

the smell of the linden trees, the generosity of gentle summer breeze, the long, bright evenings. all of it calling out to me, pulling me towards the stream of life. all wants to live, taste, and sense. all wants to be lived and tasted and sensed.   and yet, my…

how does a dragon get to know its fire and learn to release it with control? and how does that affect the dragon’s capacity to change the system?   i am a dragon. i am katla   i have been full of rage my whole life. i didn’t know. they…