Shinrinyoku (森林浴) is a japanese term that loosely means the pleasure of forest bathing. In another words, it highlights the positive psychological benefits of spending time in nature and forest. (Wiki) This poem was inspired by being in the woods when it was written. It’s been a long yearOf stress and worriesIn these muscles and…
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To seek from what I run away
I want, I want, I want Everytime, Everywhere I want I want things, I want feelings I want to be somewhere else
Continue ReadingThe world without us
I am reading this book right now called The world without us by Alan Weisman. It talks about the world that will be if humans were to somehow miraculously be removed from Earth. And it got me thinking of a poem I wrote about 8-9 years ago that I had titled It will too turn…
Continue ReadingIn my dreams
In my dreams I fly again Over the mountains there’s a patch of green It reminds me of home A place that I have only been In my dreams I push these thoughts away The images of a home I fly again over these dark fields What am I looking to find?
Continue ReadingThe Death of Reason
Is climate change real? Is the world round? Did holocaust really happen? Did we evolve over millions of years? How do you make sense of this? Who came up with these numbers? Have you seen this with your eyes? How can you explain this opposing evidence?
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There was a peaceful darkness Out there, where the wind was the only sound for miles I was out on the porch Admiring an occasional twinkle The world was calm, for the moment And the next moment it changes The sky suddenly burst with lights, it came from all directions And light rained down upon…
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Why are we lost Each and everyone of us Walking this way or that Am I awake or did I die? Fighting it all Fading away Where do we go from here The beads are strumming
Continue ReadingThere’s always hope
There’s always hope It flows through my veins Rising and subsiding, like waves But never ever going away It seems dark, maybe darkest But dawn is on its way For I believe in my love Faint but never gone It would always stay
Continue ReadingNow I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds
I was quiet, I once was Long before the darkness descended A stream of water I was Flowing down a small green hill I was full of life Of beings alive and not I gently continued my path down This little green hill of mine
Continue ReadingLooking for signs of life
You have been looking, hard I may say And yet its not what you expected to find Floating over darkened waters, icy and red Looking for the signs of life And there are none You are climbing the mountains Capped with glistening snow Looking for the signs of life And there are none
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