Sunday, November 27, 2011


the silence gets to my DNA
and therefore, sometimes,
the voice of my own breath
is a relief enough to know
that m still alive.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011


too much sunshine.
pleasant breeze.
but you can feel the warmth.
a humming tune.
coming and going of the waves.
far far away.
still that overwhelming silence.
clear sky.
white sand.
absorbing. every bit.