Beneath the Stone Of My Chest
The universe buried beneath the stone of my chest, pounding against this material self, the I that longs to fly atop gusts of light and darkness....
The universe buried beneath the stone of my chest, pounding against this material self, the I that longs to fly atop gusts of light and darkness....
Stumbling toward my dreams while caught in a summer storm. ...
A birthday poem. What I have discovered on the journey of my life....
We can’t know love without the possibility of pain....
We can’t hold on to the things we love. Difficult Goodbyes and Beautiful Beginnings PT 3. ...
And that’s wherever we go if we’re willing to seek them....
On my time in Okinawa with my dad and returning home to Osaka Japan to continue the adventure....
A poem from Okinawa, Japan, contemplating life as my dad visits me in my new home. ...
When my dad first visited me in Japan. Memories in Japan to last a lifetime....