when my soul comes to rest
may it find its way here
where the sunsets
are a pink flame
upon the horizon
and the air is clear,
the winds calm
it was born in this place
of deep blue waters,
nurtured in this land
of piney evergreens
here let it rest
amid fond memories,
gazing with love
across the bay
Tag: life
Silent Spaces
where are the silent spaces
I can lose myself within;
our world has been designed
to fit in our pockets,
traveling to the remotest locales,
how do we truly disconnect;
I find myself afflicted
with this diseased need
for attachment,
I can feel it eating away
at who I want to be -
I struggle to find silence,
I can't find Nature,
I'm losing sight
of me