"To Sit in the Sunlight" - Recorded 1/13/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them To sit in the sunlight, knowing it will warm the surface of our skin but could never be made into a sweater or robe. To watch the clouds pass, recognizing their soft and gentle nature, appreciating their flowing … Continue reading To Sit in the Sunlight
Tag: transcendental
Flowers in the Snow
For you; yes, you. For us. For what comes next. "Flowers in the Snow" - Recorded 1/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Broke crust; boot to Earth.In winter's step, new to grow.Descend to(o), sanctum deep.Observe: bones,Picked clean, long ago.Mid-day, sun gleam.Bright light, dark though. Bow now.Lit, torch.Cast toWhite glow. New ground.New … Continue reading Flowers in the Snow
Lucid Moments
"Lucid Moments" - Recorded 1/1/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them There are times whereI hear,I see,Better than others,Where the cacophony of lightAnd noiseFades and melts away,Leaving room forThe quiet and otherwise hiddenWhispers and colors,Like the seconds betweenThe minutes on the clock,To rise and be perceivedNo longer less than,But equal to,Bringing with … Continue reading Lucid Moments
we
For you. Yes, you. 💙 For us. That we might be. "we" - Recorded 12/25/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them *frum* *frum* *frum* from here,below the stale, dry airdown beneath the thin line betweenabove andbelowthe static of the world fadesand is replaced bythisthe heartsteadyand indifferentto whether it is heardor notyetnot unfeelingnot … Continue reading we
Yet to Be Defined
Deep dive to Shallow pool Through and Into the black; Jump right back. "It's just a reflection." …shivers down my spine. All distance: A journey, Yet to be defined. All longing: Absence, Yet to be defined.
Watch the Light
For David Lynch. Thank you for all that you do. WatchThe lightMoveListenTo the soundsThe way they bounceAnd reflectFrom and toThose whoNeed it to seeNeed it to hearWhat was thereAll along. Where does it goWhyAnd what legacy does it leave behind?